sitting in this deserted bedroom
no furnature left
listening to my breathing echo
off the empty walls
tired from the tears i wept
thinking of the memories we shared
in this room
wondering why life treats us so gloom
missing ur smile, ur touch, ur grace
longing to see ur beautiful face
wanting u back
but knowing i cant fix the past
why did this happen?
it was all over so fast
i misunderstand but understand well
am i still breathing? its hard to tell
but im letting go
and im moving on
ill always love u
even though ur gone
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