Its like lust to be around him always.
Its like depression, but with a mood.
Like trying to stay strong when something else forcing upon you is stronger.
A stabbing pain in my chest, but nothing stabbing.
Just like love, but with an eerie chill.
Its just this feeling that I can't put into words.
Becaues I was taught not to use my OWN thoughts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem