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The days go by my cheeks grow redder….. The nights go by my will grows weaker….. My eyes burn in remembrance my bed grows softer As I hold you tighter, in my memory, my love grows sadder and somber And as I see I rejoice! But cry deep down inside Fighting to hold back hands from reaching for your hands, tranquility hopeful And biting on my tongue to hold back and censor, words of trouble Guards are watching Wali will deny me Young love they deny but what is money but a circular instrument of division and time and corruption? Can’t we all get along? Or to Jahannam with this university, except when included in your questions shyly With your soft, delicate voice The days go by and all I want is you this isn't the same girl i mentioned, who i had a troubling and haram friendship with. someone else. im 19 btw