The more I think
The more I crave
All the more time that I do waste
Staring on
Spacing out
This is why I can't love
Wait that's not true
I've always imagined that I've looked into
the eyes of a savior, a grace
Loved him lots
Oh I still do
Think of him in times happy and true
Think of him when I need help
In too deep and can't get out
Think of him like always
I'll always love you
Never forget you
How you mean
so much to me
And that won't change
I don't believe
Warm embrace
Soft kiss on the cheek
Run my hands through your hair
You place yours on me
I'll love you always
Even when you've let go of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Is this you now? This just sounds too much like you? Do you have a phone number?