To me, the stars burn brighter, when fuelled and distorted with tears.
The wind, cruel soft wind, whispers everytime I have fears.
The sun makes me shiver but not when you're near.
I don't know how quite to say this:
All I'll ever want is you to be here.
To me, the future hold the most beautiful scene.
It's us, just us, a small child, a house of our dreams.
And you are the light, the pearl of the sea.
And I am just happy, hear this:
Just happy you're there with me.
If I push you away, I know not what I do,
if am stupid and I am foolish and I am worthless in what I do.
If time has taught me nothing it's that one day you'll know it's true.
But I pray every day that you will remember this:
I am nothing without you.
A shell, an attempt at a human being,
not seeing, not believing.
And I'd rather be nothing, than be without you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem