Through sleepless nights I wonder why did we part?
Maybe after all I wasn't so smart.
Our love was a puzzle, did it end or simple not start
And one piece is missing, that piece is your heart.
I can't be without you but already we are apart.
I plot all the courses, fill out the chart
But one piece is missing, that piece is your heart.
Our love could have been priceless, a fine work of art.
But every time I finish I have to restart.
Because one piece is missing, that piece is your heart.
Copyright F E Dunne 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heart-moving wonderful verses! Cheers!