21 days...
Without him...
I wait for all the heys
Does it count if I go off a limb.?
3 weeks...
A city away.
Guess I won't see him today.
Why is it like this?
Why do I have to miss?
3 weeks...
He seems so mad.
Like it will make him sad...
I start to ramble.
He tells my to hault.
This isn't my fault.
3 weeks...
I'll see him soon.
As I stare up at the moon.
I pray on a star.
But why do they all seem so far? ?
3 weeks...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem