Why?
Why, when I cry, I only wish He was here to console me
Holding me tightly against him
Telling me I'll make it.
I know I can't have him.
It's against all I stand for.
I promised to stay away.
Then why does my heart remember His touch,
His head resting on my back gently.
I remember I stood perfectly still,
Barely breathing,
Savoring his touch.
Why can't I let it go?
Why can't I let you go?
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