Missing you so intensely, keeping your love within
photographs of our past together.
Sitting in the parking lot of your death, alone,
looking at the stars, thinking of you my dear.
Tears twinkling in my eyes, like the stars up in
heaven, unable to give any solace within.
Nothing is the same anymore without you here, this
heart is empty, unfulfilled like my mind.
Wondering how I will live without you for the rest
of my life, knowing that I cannot anymore.
Finding that I'm only existing in the void of our
true love from now on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem