One hundred and thirteen 113

They say that all living things are made in pairs,
It is just like Adam and Hawa,
Romeo and Juliet,
Or maybe Laila and Majnun.

But how is it,
That I had not met you, my other half.
And what if you are not here.
What should I do.

Shall I wait for you at the doors of Jannah,
And when I see you there,
I would know that it is you,
From the way you smile at me,
The smile that only belong to me.

And when I see you at the doors of Jannah,
I shall hit you very hard on your chest,
Over and over again,
And ask you a question,
That I have wanted to ask you,
For so long,
"What took you so long?"