Priceless Poem by Eman Awad

I wonder how are you now,
and i wonder about that every day?
Are you over us some how,
do you mention my name when you pray?
I thought i am over this,
but i had a dream that i held your hand.
And i forgot my lonliness,
we were falling with no need to understand.
But all of the good things,
about you and me are only dreams.
And all this love brings,
is pain and bad scares and seams.
But i can't help thinking of you,
the first love and the first heart break.
I can't help but to remember,
that you're sure i loved you but still to hurt me.
Awefull memories that i linger,
it was never love and never was meant to be...
You knew i needed you so much,
and every thing was going unwell in my life.
And you knew i bothered not to your touch,
for your touch and yet your smile kept me alive.
You knew i needed you,
you knew i loved you,
and yet it was me you sold.
You had my heart,
and you tore it apart,
not to all but me you are so cold.
Yes, i was sold by you,
priceless, worthless and less than cheap.
It's no mistake admitting what's true,
i was hurt and wounded badly more than deep.