I become more amazed,
as I turn the pages
to the hidden chapters
of whom you are.
I can’t imagine
life with you
or
without you.
As days pass
I reflect upon passed moments,
cherishing each,
cherishing you.
Looking at your picture
I sit, with tears in my heart
wondering how I could love you
in depth,
when I've only begun
to discover who you are.
I wonder if
I will ever become
the cherished chapters in your life
or
if you will close my book
placing me upon the shelf
unread,
not knowing that I
am hidden between the lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem