Why do I feel like a piece of me is leaving?
The one person I'm born to follow.
The one person made to guide me.
God will make what's destine to be happen.
So I know you'll be back.
But why do I feel so empty, confused, and alone?
I hate you for leaving me but I love you in so many other ways.
Yet i know if you had the choice you'd be at my side.
Holding my hand guiding me toward what's right just like you are destine to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem