Prologue

The desert was vast...the river was wide

was so my love for you always the purest.....

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were you in my heart ....it takes a moment to tell that I loved you the most ....

but..what about the country that loved you....

what about the thousands of young maidens

that wanted to have you all for themselves...

but the one you wanted was her.....only she stayed in your eyes

...your love is remembered.....till date it is remembered.....but....the one you loved is not me....

it hurted to see someone else in your arms....

in the arms I should have been ...I was jealous ....I was broken .....I was angry but nevertheless I could do nothing....

you build temples .. .. .the most beautiful pyramid for her .....I nearly hated my existence and always wanted to be her....who Stole your heart

....you even let her to wear dresses the way she wanted ..... ignoring the culture....and went on any limits for her ....and ...all I could do was sit and smile at you when you were making her smile.....it hurted ....it hurted a lot

you only listened to her ..her voice which was a melody to you....but...I only listen to you.. though you never looked at me...I always wanted you to hold me when I was swaying away.....but you were never there.... because you were busy holding her ....

I always hoped it was me in your heart....

but the bitter truth was there was not even place for me in your mind.....

you are a king with many wife's .....one of which I was...your wife as I was called... never got your attention...you were the a jewel to everyone... everyone wanted you.....

...you were like the.....moon ...with thousands of stars admiring you...of course the brightest star which stood up with you was your love ...and I was the least shining one....which you never bothered to look ....

...was my love for you not so pure.....I know....that you loved her .. i know ...I..... know .that love can never be forced....it is always taken with love so I quit trying to grab your attention....

people say one sided love is the purest of all but ....if it is with you I don't want our love to be pure I wanted this to be from both sides .....I always imagined of thousands ways of how we would fall in love ....but that never happened.....all I was left was with a broken heart which knew that it can never be placed back in the same way it was in the first

...now....after all those things its been so many years ....but still i waiting for you to come and join up the broken pieces of my heart ...but you never came ....you will never come here....

... Here ..i am.....standing in the middle of the desert...losing all my hopes of joining you again.....and there you are...very far away from me .....with your love... living happily.... maybe dieing happily....

I know that it's time for me ... to let you go...to forget you ..... because you are not mine ....the tears that fall from my eyes .....make me realise that all the dreams of me being with you is just a dream. .....and there will be no us ....

In the vastness of the sand all over .....in all directions ...I see is you..your face ....the smiling face which made me fall hard for you....but deep down I did realise that smiling face which made me love you was something you used to make her fall in love with you ....so it was never for me ....it was only for her...but still I am waiting for you to come and take me with you.... hopeless wright

Thebes ...this great land....still remembers your glory....the people here still call you great....river Nile still praises you for your bravery ...you were the... hero .....my..... love.....my everything....but my love for you .....was just like a single sand grain ...among all the big stones.....big grains.....for her love was like the Oasis that flow through the desert bringing up colour and meaning for your life ...and shadowing the small grain that longed for you

*The other side*

Beautiful was too mere word for her...for a angel she was any word would be mere .....

her eyes tells me the future of ours. .... future did I say.....it tells about the past of ours ....the past which I know I had

*this story is fictional and it has no link to the reality . It is written only based in my imagination it has nothing to do with the reality ....and there was no character named like Amunet in the history it is just for entertainment purpose only *