I fell in love,
with all that she is,
were,
will be..
Love does not stop when someone walks away.
it simply stays in the state it's in..
as I miss,
and wonder.. all the what if's and how's.
Perhaps she will be the one I will never get over.
The one that has stolen this heart forever.
with nothing left,
I sit and debate with myself..
all the things I could of, should of done.
Empty..
with thoughts never ending.
Sleep deprived,
I'm hallucinating.
wishing..
I could pick up the phone..
just to hear her voice once more..
as I lay myself to rest...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem