Hey beautiful girl, since we met on your birthday
until the last day I returned, nothing has changed.
Yes, I still miss you, but I'm afraid to say hello.
I saw you happy and didn't want to spoil it,
so I stayed aside, whispering only InshaAllah.

I don't want to betray myself by grasping
at something that isn't mine to hold.
I don't want to disrupt a beautiful story,
which is yours alone.
I hope you're happy, though selfishly, not like with me.

Yes, I miss the warmth...