Your absence leaves me...
Deprived.
And in my heart of hearts I know...
Somewhere...
It must be true.
Yes, you are gone.
You are not here.
You're somewhere else.
And somewhere deep inside myself...
Somehow...
I know it must be true.
Yes, I know myself better than all the rest,
Enough to say life's not been best.
I know enough to say what I believe.
Yet somewhere, somehow, deep inside...
I know it to be true.
Yes, it's quite the thing you see,
I never thought that I would be,
And now I am; I know that this is true...
Somehow deep inside my heart,
My soul...
I know I must love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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