Habit Poem by mohammad komijani

I did lost you and try to habit
You did left me and I try to habit
I am going to habit that you do not be with me
I am going to habit that I will not see you again

I am going to habit that you do not will come to me
You went and my life became empty of meaning without you
My days and nights is same equal, both black and boring
I am going to habit to your lovely empty seats

But I never understood why you left me?
I go to date place every morning and sit and wait
And bring a red rose for u in my hands
I am going to habit that you will come there

But I do not know, how you could go
And left me alone and made me sad
I am going to habit that you do not be with me
I am going to habit that I will not see you
I am going to habit that you do not will come to me