Last few days
Ignoring what’s to come
Wishing there were other ways
To shade the light of the sun
Listening to our songs
Soaking up his words
It seemed so long
Before he’d return
I made a pact
That I intend to keep
As he turned his back
Tears came upon me
Promising to be strong
My chin I held high
Pretending nothing’s wrong
Was what I tried
A year or more
Of being alone
It’s not real easy
To be without your heart’s home
When he comes back to me
I’ll never let him go
Oh, if only that could be
Impossible I know
I reminisce of the past days
Memories keep me warm
The skies grow gray
But my heart remains un-torn.
By Sian Mein
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem