I think of you
for no other reason than to cry,
and i dream about you
more than i should.
When you are the only one
being broken off in the mirror.
But i cannot tell
if i am still dreaming i cared too much,
or if no thought ever left a permanent scar
like there is so much at stake
beneath our skin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is amazing, seriously I love it! very impressive becuase in a small amount of words the imagery is so clear in my head, I love that its not obvious and dead simple. Great job :) -Sofia Darling-