Do you not see me hear in the back of the room?
Wishing to be the lover that you’ll see soon
Wanting to feel the warmth of your breath
The strength in your hands, the love until death
Waiting for you to notice me hear,
I crack a sly smile, but I shed no tear
I fear no fear…
For I know that you will never know
That the love I have for you will forever grow
It will grow until my soul is lead
Away from earth, when I am dead
It will grow and grow until one day,
You’ll look into my eyes and say…
I saw you sitting in the back of the room
I wished that you were the lover I took to the moon
I wanted to feel your cool breath
Your soft touch, the love until death
You and I are one and the same
And no one’s to blame
For I love you,
And this is true
As true as the sky and sea are blue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel this. Love can be so sad.