Writer: Maram Mohamed
Editor: Ahmed Ashry
Tell me darling, tell me if I stopped tasting like your favorite melody. Tell me if I stopped being your masterpiece. Tell me if I stopped smelling like everything your senses have ever fallen in love with. Tell me if you stopped longing for my kisses when I am half asleep.
Tell me darling, tell me if I started tasting like the war igniting inside of me. Tell me if I started looking like an incomplete work of art. Tell me if I started smelling like everything you used to be in love with. Tell me. Tell me, darling. Tell me if I stopped being the best song you have ever written.
Tell me if you are starting to talk about me like I am past tense. Tell me if I don’t make you smile anymore . Tell me if I bore you with my long conversations. Tell me if my favorite book is not what you want to hear about anymore. Tell me if my fingertips brushing your shoulder doesn’t give you butterflies anymore. Tell me if my voice isn’t as compelling as it used to be. Tell me if my words aren’t as soothing as you remember them to be.
Tell me if I stopped being yours.
