I see you there and chills run down my spine
It’s like that first time you hear a song,
That touches something deep down inside you
The time I waited went by slowly
I heard every second,
As if in my mind was a great grandfather clock
Ticking loudly to reassure me
That you will never want me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow ouch, talk about putting salt in an old wound.