Im so happy we talked
so happy we sorted it all out
that empty void of what ifs is no longer
pulling me down.
I believe you.
I trust that you are telling me the truth
And although the truth might not be what I wanted -
it is still the truth and that I can handle.
I believe in you.
When you tell me your dreams,
hopes and goals for the future
I can picture you working it all out.
I can see how you would stroke you beard
while pondering over some problem,
and then how your eyes would lit up
with excitement when you`d finally work it out
(cause I know you would work it out!)
And eventhough it might not be me
standing there by your side,
I hope that it will be all you ever imagined it to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem