Life goes on and on.
And i miss you for so long.
Many questions in my head,
As i walk up head up ahead.
Why don't you feel the way i do?
Why don't you ever say 'I'll be there for you? '
Why do you always have to go?
Why are you in my inner core?
You are always more than a friend;
Yet not my lover.
I have loved you now and then
But as you hold me do you feel me shudder?
I always pray for you to feel;
Feel the same way;
To love with the same depths;
To experience the same craziness.
Yet, all i see in your eyes;
Is genuine care;
And not love;
And yet again;
I ask myself:
Why don't you feel th way i do?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem