When I was a no-one,
you talked to me,
you showed me the meaning of life,
you introduced me to friendship.
When I am angry,
you keep your distance,
yet you comfort me,
like a mother does a child.
When I am joyful,
you are usually the cause,
you are the one that laughs with me and at me,
making me feel like I am a balloon bursting with laughter.
When I am dejected,
you are there for me,
you keep me going even if I had abandoned all hope,
you are like the light in the darkness guiding me.
When life plunges me into an endless river,
you keep me a float,
you calm that which threatens my sanity,
when all I want is to drown.
When I am gone,
you will cry for me,
you will mourn for me,
you will suffer because of me.
But I will wish you to remember,
the good times of friendship,
the bad times,
and the times in between.
I am sorry,
that I could not live a day longer,
that I could not say good-bye,
that I could not comfort you like a child does a mother.
I will tell you,
that it was inevitable,
it was my destiny,
yet I do not regret a thing.
I will insist,
that you have mourned enough,
that you should move on,
that you should be happy.
I will promise,
that I will be watching over you like a guardian angel,
Waiting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem