It hurts when I am not with her.
I don’t function well…I’m scattered,
I anger…hurt her often and don’t know why.
I guess I’m not very good at the giving…
At the loving..
Even though I feel her with such intensity,
I’m not very good at patience, tenderness..
Allowing her to be …her.
She says I’m in love with love and not with her,
Maybe…but I feel lost without her.
This love thing can be so confusing to me
I don’t know how to be right, to let her be
To let love in as easily as breathing.
I am at a loss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, that was very nice, I love your topic of love and pain coming together, you put ypur soul into your poems and that what bring them to life, they speak for you, again brilliant as always, very well done :)