I wish I could be lying,
when I tell you that I need you
That friendly jabs and accidental touches
Didn’t scorch my core
I wish that every time we spoke,
I wasn’t seeking your approval, your respect
That your compliments and smiles
Wouldn’t leave me wanting
I wish I couldn’t feel you breathing
Though you’re miles and miles away
That your soul, beautiful and perfect
Wasn’t tethered tight to mine
I wish I could be lying,
When I tell you that I love you
That you could be lying too
When you tell me that you don’t
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem