Missing you

I played badminton today with my buddies. Apparently I felt something missing that's so prominent.

I know that Yoko loves playing badminton, and just now I could see from her eyes some form of disappointment.

If I would have been a good person who really takes good care of her, I would have been playing badminton with her in the same team and laughing and smashing and having fun.

Then I would sent her back feeling happy that she is happy.

And I saw her fb status and I know she is sad.

Allah, please send me help and mend what is broken for us. Please.

I love her with all my heart.

No one can be my Yoko. No one, oh Allah....