I surrender
to my feelings,
every single minute of
every single day.
In the mornings I awake,
mesmerized
by my dreams of you.
I get through my day
constantly
bringing up merories of you.
I toss and turn
wishing
you would hold me again.
I dream
holding on
to what we once were.
I awake to go through the
monotony
all over again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem