She would like to turn back time and to seize just 1 min . from that day . And everything would be different . Their lives would take another route . But s'mundej to do so , the only thing is that today mund'te to do what they will , therefore, continue to love today . 'I wanted today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow ' . That's all you can offer. This know it , to love and to burn in silence . But how bad that what you say it , do not listen he could , but in the evening you showed today . As always ' at the same time , in the same dream ', in the same place , in the same sky.But he will wake up tomorrow morning thinking that it was all really a dream , an illusion . Will be disappointed with that reality will collide before his eyes , as far away from them , it is completely different . How bad you do not understand that this is for real! She loves and knows why you never said we look sia .. ! He heard it in her heart through the eyes . He reads her soul , the world knows the alphabet of love . He killed her with his departure , as s'duroi could also one day ! As not even 1min endured more . 1 minute that will change their lives . 1 min. for two words you never said su ! " I killed him without realizing that the heart is killing himself because within her heart that he ndohej " .It is not known how life continues so ! ? Perhaps because : He does not know you have ' dead ' ! ?How sad that we will continue the way of life without the presence of another man , without his voice that t'a wish , without her hand to help when you fall, without his lips that it qetsojne it when disturbed , just without the when will suffer ( die ) .He will continue in the ways of love by searching the fate of life , without realizing that he has left behind him , confused running in the cold fog , with half of heart hostage . So while we encounter any ' lie ' next , which will occupy their country . They will spell out all forgive yourself , that a minute does not love to really separates . T'a smundi girl who had exploited the boy in hand and you can not take them also provide an opportunity to understand the truth . Just lost in labirant , wandering like ghosts at night , no address ! Will continue to wander the meet at the same dreams , the old meetings .He has published hundreds of articles and literature recession written and oral , to Albanian, and prepared for the press ( typesetting , layout ) a large number of works of literary journals . Many of his poems have been translated into English , Spanish, German , Romanian , Slovenian, Croatian, Slovak and Turkish. For works Konushevci Abdullah wrote : Suleiman Syla Dzemail Mustafa Ibrahim Rugova , Vehap Shita Hysni Hoxha , Ali Ali, Abdul Kadolli , Merxhan AVDYLI , Hamiti Ramadan Musliu Rushit Ramabaja Milazim Krasniqi , Belaj Ismail Ismail Syla , Bytyçi Salih Emin Azzam , Nazif Zejnullahu , Medi Memishi , Rustem Geci etc. .