Nights spent alone seem so endless,
days go by so slow.
The quietness of the phone
pure and agonizing torture to the hungry soul.
Thinking back on sweet words spoken are what gets me through
these times: Patience, trust and love.
Time is on our side, I promise you and in the end it will be us.
Together soon, very soon,
but until then, the nights seem endless and the days go so slow..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem