Days rush by so slowly
they seem to never end
missing him is beyond words
you’ve lost your best friend.
Loneliness empowers you
the days are hard to bear
you go to sleep with heartbreak
awaken not to find him there.
In time the hurt is not as strong
as strong as in the past
the nights go by more swiftly
your bed seems not so vast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem