My heart is aching.
I’m fighting back the tears.
Even dreams are against me.
I long for the touch of affection.
I long for the affection that I need.
The affection I can give but don’t receive.
I won’t get what I need and that takes my hope of life away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow mark what a confession very nicely written very revealing