So many times, I've tried to say I love you.
So many times the words got in the way.
Word's unspoken hidden behind words said.
Feeling like I'm holding on by a thread.
I want to speak and reach out.
To let you know I cannot do without.
My silence has been a mystery.
My unspoken words are now history.
Trapped in a room with locked doors and no keys.
What could have been now is holding me hostage.
This is all of what my heart sees.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem