I'm thinking of my heart and where did I leave it when i left?
I think its with the specail person that I love most than my life.
I think about him all the time... I wonder if he miss me as much as I miss him?
and I wonder if he hears my heart callin out for him, describing to him all of the emptiness that i feel in heaven..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem