I will miss you as the days between talking give way to months,
as the inches between us slip into miles,
as the state lines separating us grow in number,
as the memory of your face starts to fade,
I will miss you for so much longer
than I had the chance to love you.
as the inches between us slip into miles, as the state lines separating us grow in number, as the memory of your face starts to fade, I will miss you for so much longer.. love, missing. sadness. very well portrayed in this short poem. thank u dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite a portrayal of longing after a breakup, very good write.10+