She didn`t even notice
that I was shaking
on the phone when she called
but I was trying
not to let her hear my heart
beat speed up when she
spoke to me
I wonder do she know`s
If I had picture's of her
I would sleep with her picture`s
under and beside pillow
And If she slept on my pillow
I wouldn't wash it so you can say
My pillow still smells like her
after she leave and that why I kept her
picture by me to make it
seem like she's there when
I fall asleep i see her next
to me right there were
I use to lay alone but it was
only my imagination holding
my pillow to tight etc..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem