I could've writ you since 5 this morn.
Its 7 now and I didn't.
The last 2 hours felt 2 years.
Back from a dream
I make my way to another bed.
I wanted to sleep next to yes.
But somehow no interfered.
I missed you.
Today will be another blue day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem