I sit and stare at the rain falling...Filling the gutters like the craving for her to know me...Fills my heart,
wondering how do i say it to her when i don't even exist to her?
Maybe she has seen me around?
God knows i do.
Maybe she heard my fast beating heart that she calms as her bright face appears ever so often in my shadowy mind when i pass her,
how do i breath if she doesn't want me, how do i breath if she does?
For i fear that my now cold heart will melt away into her sensual eyes.
How do i feel like this, think like this..How can the void be filled..If the meeting between us...Has only been playing in my head.
How do i stop this silly fantasy and hurting in my tummy?
About a girl i don't know?
I sit and stare yet again...Not understanding....
I think that i like her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem