Although we havent met, it pains me to be away from him
Although i've never kissed him, i long for his soft lips pressed against mine
Although we‘ve not spoken much, i feel that i've known him forever
Although he knows not that i speak of him, i pour my thoughts out
like blood from a battle wound
Although he is not mine, as i am not his, but i long for the day that we'll be together
i love this still... i read it over and over... thts kinda creepy but idc.. i love it.. and it makes me smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks jacob, its not creepy..just cute. i'm glad it makes you smile :)