I sit outside and imagine my life
I imagine that she one day will be your wife
How things would be different if you were together
A happy family we'd have forever and ever
No longer would the hurt and the pain be real
I finally could tell you how I feel
I hate the fact that we are all so far away
If only there was something I could do to make you stay
But I know all of this will never come true
Because she's not the one, the one that's made for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem