It’s like a goodbye that never made it to hello
Vacation cruise that just won’t float
I’m a dry rain that no one feels
The open wound that just won’t heal
Like a broken toy that no one buys
Left alone, an unclaimed prize
A stranger in a distant land
Will no one take my hand
It’s love alone that I seek
The kind of love, that makes me weak
Shooting stars and tender kisses
Full moon nights and silent wishes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem