Another day, another thought, my
feelings are still with you, which
causes me distraught! For whatever
the reason, it's always there which
ends up causing me, dispair. I keep
thinking, it should not be this way,
after so much time has gone by. I can
think it, but nothing changes, no need
to wonder why! How can I not miss the
sight of you, the fact we were so close
and talked everyday. The bond we had,
was beautiful no one, was able to ever,
take that away! You know these things
are going to happen, but we never really
prepare. We grow up, thinking our fathers
are indestructible and will always, be
there! But life, isn't what we'd like it
to be. Reality has it's own way, of setting
in, whether you're prepared or not. As for
me, I'm afraid it can never be any different,
as I'll always remember and be tied up, in
a knot!
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