Sometimes, my mind wanders off
In the middle of the night
Without telling anyone
It takes off to those moments
That were truly ours
Those fights over driving too fast
Those grudges over minuscule things
Worries over paying bills
Moments that we spent together
Just the three of us
Millie jumping on our bed
Hardly three years old
Running naked before her bath
From one room to the other
Of that house, that beautiful house of ours
Those were the moments
They truly belong to us
They are still waiting for us
Exactly where we left them
Now, when the morning comes
My thoughts and my mind
Gets really confused
At least for a moment or two
I actually wait for her
As if we were really there
Climbing back up the stairs
That never happens
No and I'm still stuck here,
me and the walls
Trying to survive
In this damp darkness
Under a mountain of feeling
Taking my time
Burning it into ashes
Someday, I will be forever lost
Within my dark and empty past
I know! I know that My Dear
But still, sometimes
My mind wanders off
Into those blissful moments
When it was just the three of us
Living a glorious life together
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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