When you're there at every corner of my mind
You are the vision of everything I see
And I'm stranded in between space
Where logic can't follow
I'm missing you so much
And all of me is aching to be near you
and when all I do is flashing back the memories
To the borrowed time of me and you
My soul is yearning for you, and you alone
Empty, yet I hear the sound of thunder
And I keep hearing you calling my name
I'm missing you, a lot
And it has become my way of life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is harrowing to read, it resonates. HG: -) xx