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Ongoing, First published Oct 01, 2021
لماذا على قصة حبنا ان تنتهي هكذاا 

لماذا انت مشهور 

لماذا احببتك 

لماذا لم تكن قصة حبنا مجرد قصة بسيطة 

لماذا لم تكن مجرد رجل عادي يعمل في نهار و يأتي لينام في حضن 
زوجته كل ليلة 


لماذا لست مجرد فتاة عادية احبت شخصا و احبها و تزوجوا 


لماذا نهايتنا ستكون هكذا 


لما يجدر بك ان تكون مشهورا لما يجدر بي ان اقع في حبك 

فقط لو استمررت بتجاهلك و كرهك 


فقط لو لم اعود 

فقط لو لم اصغي الي قلبي لعين  


فقط لو لم اقع في حبك مجددا 

فقط لو لم يحدث  ذلك التعوان  الغبي بيننا 


فقط لو ظللت تظنني فتاة خائنة لم يكن ليحدث كل هذا 

فقط و فقط و فقط 

لكن كل شيء قد حدث وهذه قصتنا 

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