Too late..

by abdulrahman helmy   Apr 13, 2003


TOO LATE…

Love is god’s gift u a garden a paradise of roses ..each day passing by u just enjoy that garden but one day u wake up and that garden is not there any more all u can see is dead roses yellow grass ..you get shocked …what’s wrong where is my garden where are the roses ..here was the rose of care ..there was the rose of emotion. And down here were the rose of affection where are they what killed them… will too late my friend…each day this roses gave u sign they grew weaker and weaker as days passed on u did not feed them ..yes love just like any thing needs food to survive ..u did not feed its roses with care u don’t water them with respect ..Remember those signs when u sense changes in the relation remember when u just ignored your love complains and juts moved on will that was the sound of your roses screaming for help and after they died you wonder where are they..too late you just killed the roses ..u just killed love..

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