What you are to me,
What you mean,
If you could see you through my eyes,
Comprehension would come clear.
All those times we were together,
Every single second
And every little detail,
I remember.
When you cried streams of tears,
Or was too drunk to stand still,
I couldn’t find the resolve
To walk away.
For your company,
Even if you do not speak
—the sparkle in your eyes,
or the slight smile upon your lips—
that already is happiness.
Death need not come to find Heaven,
Because Heaven is you.
And you must have found Heaven, too,
In that person that you loved.
If you could see you through my eyes
Each time you speak of him
—the sparkle in your eyes
and the slight smile upon your lips—
You define happiness.
How he took care of you,
And loved you,
And how he managed to make you smile
Even at the darkest of your times;
Every single second
And every little detail
That made you love him so much.
Oh, what I'd give to be him!
Perhaps ‘tis time to find the resolve
to walk away,
And rejoice in the knowledge
That once in my life
I found Heaven
—in the sparkle in your eyes
and the slight smile upon your lips—
Every single second
And every little detail,
I will take the memories with me to the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just love it. Sometimes love's just like that.