the last massege

my love..ipromise it it well be my last massege coz my soul well get out of my bodyand iwell leave life foreverin the last massege...iwell not blame u or complin from uand iwell not beg love or passion from uiwell not ask to see u or hear ur voicebut....i wrote to say ilove uin the last massege... iwell not draw my brokenheart hugs ur heartiwell not force u on word..ilove uiwell not ask to lightening the pain of me or hope ur sympathyiwell not ask to inhalating ur scent smellin the last massege...iwell close my eyes to stop the tearsand well open my heart to receive last wordiwell say bye with silent and quietnessand iwell swallow last farewell glassshall it be my last sadness glassesin the last massege...iwrote to u best wishsand send u full of sencer and faithfulland give u my love and longinessif i still alivein the last massege...ideclare to u that iloved u and adore u madlyand u didnt even bouther urself to wip my tearsiswear to u by allah and all swearsthat u never feelt my existence in ur lifeand u didnt fell my love and passionin the last massege...iwell ask forgivness from my poor heartiwell ask forgivness from my pen and letterscoz nothing in my hand or my command in that lovein the last massege...ilove u from my death bed