I think about you all the time.
since the first night i met you.
when our eyes met together.
there was a sparkle in love,
that i never seen before.
feeling your hand.
embrace me on my sides,
for the first time,
and i wish you would have never let go.
i didn't know it would be the last.
day dreaming is all i do because I'm not here with you it,
makes me cry sometimes,
because i love you dearly.
my head is always in the clouds.
when i think about you.
the way you laugh,
the way you smile,
even the way you said i love you.
they say love is true.
but how can it be when I'm not with you?
By: Kasia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this poem. it shows how much you really like this guy.