I haven't eaten in 48 hours.
I have no desire to sleep or take showers.
I've ignored my many bills,
And I think I'm starting to get the chills.
I just alternate between pacing around the room and counting the bugs on the wall.
If I could have kept you around I would have had it all.
I have been wishing that I had tried
Just a bit harder to keep our love alive.
I must quickly come up with a way to get you back.
Cause without your love, I'm headed for a heart attack.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes it is really painful to think of what you have lost.. Nicely written.