I think of you night and day
always hoping your ok
i am by the phone almost all the time
sometimes wishing you were mine
at night i dream of you and i am full of confussion
all because of this illussion
an illussion i gave myself
and i cant get rid of
but you love another i understand
hopefully she apprieciates what she has...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awwww...it's ok...you can be the guardian angel :) a beautiful write in simple words..