If you only knew
How often
I sat here wishing I were with you
asking myself
'Why'd he leave me? '
I've spent my lonliest days & nights here
& I just imagine being held by you,
you telling me that you love me
&
In my mind
It's the best thing I've ever felt
It's true love
& I wonder if
In reality
will anyone ever love me like that
or will anyone ever care for me
Suddenly
I'm drowning my pillow in tears
That leave marks on my satin sheets
& the thoughts of lonliness are true
As I relaize that no one is home
But me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice work, Ariel....Sad, but so beautifuly expressed. You employ a nice, smooth tone here...Questions for the Reader is affording them paticipation...You have exhibited this well. FjR