To want nothing more than to slide you up & down my wrist, then my arm and maybe even my neck, But then he calls and all those worries leave my vision, I felt so lost and when I talk to him it all seems so clear, I would only hate to lose him, If only he knew how much i NEED him to stay awake...no to stay ALIVE...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem