How will you know I miss you,
will you feel it in the night?
Or will the darkness fill your room
and close me from your sight?
How will you know I'm crying,
will you hear my teardrops fall?
Or will the silence fill your room
and stop my plaintive call?
How will I know you miss me,
will I sense it in my night?
Or will my sensitivity go untouched
as I sadly turn off the light?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem