I wish to know
Do you read me or no
It’s so sad to me
When I start to think
That all I do
Is just nothing to you
And perhaps
You don’t even find the time
To look
What I have to say to you
How it’s hard to think like this
How it’s sad to not believe
That someday you’d be with me
I’m not sure I could live
Without this hope anymore
It is growing inside me quite long
These thoughts embedded deep
Within my soul, and now
This dream becomes a part of me
And I can’t even imagine
How could I live without it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem