I have been calling you honey, I never intend to put mustard on you.
If I were a bee, I would always visit you, my only flower, my only source of sugar.
I have been missing you lately.
I never tend to put more spices in my emotions.
I try to stay happy, waiting for the moment to be with you.
All I am aiming to say is that, I did not give up, and will not give up until I hear the words from your mouth.
OK, don't let me kiss you, but speak to me
Easy to give direction
Not easy to go to east
Your sun rises first
I am still sleeping, wait, this is the only time I can see you..
In my dreams..
Today is Friday
If the days starts with you, I can't imagine how flourishing it will be.
Yes, I told you honey, no need for mustard
My door is open, can I come and visit you
The day may be coming through
You are not thinking so
But I am in love with you
So much
So much
So many times I told
Yes, so much
Miss you mucho
Love you mucho
Esta mi corazon
Esta mi casa
La bella chica
Allah knows
Sincerely Yours
Expect the unexpected, follow the lovers lost in this blog.
A blog to cater your mind,body,and soul as you drink Turkish Coffee. We are proud to present our new storyline called Cafe's search for his "Zahir". Everyday is a new day for the "Cafe" (from Istanbul) & his journey for "Zahir" (from Baku). Don't expect extraordinary drama from the narrator, me. Still, this is a drama (maybe real!), and have better impact on you than watching a soap opera. Guaranteed. There is genuine feelings within inspirational periods. Cross your fingers for this story to end with happy marriage :-) All rights are reserved.
EDIT (01 July 2009) - She is engaged with another man, and I finally made my marriage proposal bringing my family to Baku. The result: She stays engaged and will have her wedding, so called "toy", with that another man.
Rest in peace Ms. Zahir.
EDIT (01 July 2009) - She is engaged with another man, and I finally made my marriage proposal bringing my family to Baku. The result: She stays engaged and will have her wedding, so called "toy", with that another man.
Rest in peace Ms. Zahir.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Honey Mustard or Spices
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