What else is there to do but cry? ...Hold it inside
But how when there aren't any arms to hold me
Love built our bridge but lonliness slowly tearing it down
What do you do when you cannot stare into your lovers eyes
Because that bridge is a just a misconception to our feelings
Yet the space it has provided seperates us
Deteriates our relationship for we are lonely but not alone
Yet comforting her is out of my reach
It seems i have found the perfect girl for me
But my hands have yet to touch her beauty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem