Songhasub
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I always wished secretly..
to hug him to my chest like my paintings , my papers and my memories does..
and I always dreamed
to touch his features like my pencil does..
and I always believed silently that he is the one for me...
(the story is originally in arabic but i got the approval of the writer before translating it )