Whatever it is, he's got it.
I don't know what to do,
But I love him and that's how I want it.
Thinking about him drives me crazy.
Hearing his voice...amazing.
Seeing his face,
Hearing his laugh,
When he says he loves me....
My heart stops beating.
When I go to sleep at night,
I dream he's here with me.
But then I wake to morning light,
And i lie in bed and cry,
Because when I wake up,
I realize it's only a dream.
He wasn't really there...
I don't know who he is,
But one day we will meet.
Whatever it is, he's got it.
I don't know what to do,
But I love him and that's how i want it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem