When I lie on my bed
After daily work I rest my head
To everybody I said good night
Turning off all the light
Still I feel as if I miss something
I stare at my phone, waiting to see it ring.
I wait for your message or call
Because you're the important among all
I sometimes get fed up and turn around
With a sad face that I never heard your sound.
Suddenly my phone rings and I pick, to see if its you
But it often will be my friend or sometimes my sister too.
I lay down again and close my eyes
I only see you everywhere.
I see you smile or sometimes stare
I then open my eyes and you aren't there then
I turn around and an the table your photo
I found for a while I look at it and stone
Missing you is the pain I can't bare.
I sometimes reach out for it
And hold it in my hand and sit
I drop tears few
And I kiss it too
I hold it near my heart
As if I will never but it go apart
I hug it fight
Throughout the night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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