I'll never have you to hug, Instead I'll be wrapped up in a rug.
Sitting there missing only you, Thinking about if were really through.
Crying about how sweet you were to me, Laughing at how cute you use to be.
The smile you have awakins my day, And I'm Missing that more each day.
Wishing I could just wake up and talk to you like we use to,
And You would make me happy like you always use to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem