It's been 3 long months
since we went our seperate ways
and everyday still
I hurt the same
I can't go
without thinking of
how much I wish
things were the same
I go out in public
and see a couple
holding hands with there child
and picture that being us
walking with our child
they're laughing
and smiling
and I have to turn away
because I start to cry
and start feeling sad
yes................ days can turn to long painful months. and the secs tick slow and cut v nice sat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tis a sad, sad poem and yet I sense anticipation. Read mine - How Long Is Forever - or better still - Eternal Grief - Adeline