The moments for each day
Are enveloped in the many
Ways I see possible;
But somehow there is
Always room for you to dwell.
So often I've told myself,
This could be nothing
But infatuation with someone
Like me to feel,
But this never satisfies me.
I trusted myself in thinking
I couldn't be feeling
The way I often do
About someone I hardly know,
But that has never been enough.
This ever-longing and lasting loneliness
For you, I can no longer withhold,
As I'm so in love with you.
How can I tell you
As I fear you'd reject me?
My days are so empty
As I long to tell you,
That my every being
And my innermost soul
Longs to feel your love.
Somehow I thought your shadow
Would be enough, even your absence.
Neither has made my days lighter.
I need to have you here with me;
My heart cries out, "I love you so".
Would you believe those words
And accept how real they are?
The very fibre of my being needs to know?
Can you love me with all your heart,
As I've been loving you with all of mine?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My days are so empty, I like this line.Thanks.