My Dear,
If the entire world ends this year as crazy people say, will you follow me to this mysterious place as I always asked about you.
Love goes to ashes, perish or cherish, yes dear, I understand.
If you could give me one more chance I will hold your hands tight and tell you how much I can not live without you in my future, the future I am suffering now.
But all you said is no.
Here I am .... standing in the middle of this temple, waiting from dawn to dark, from sunrise to sunset, day by day, years by years, my dear, my eyebrows are turning gray, my teeth, my hair is falling.

I am still waiting for you, my dear.

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