I started to walk alone through
the ways we used to walk togther,
sat under the tree thinking about
the wounderful times we had!
first when I think about you
I always laugh and giggle
but now when I think about you
I have only time to waste my tears.
everynight before I go to sleep
move my curtains and look at the sky,
without I know one dropp of tear drops on the floor.
the dropp of tear started to tells me,
how much I miss you!
everynight before I close my eyes
I ask god, '' Will he ever come back? ''
even though I know he never will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.