A dream of longing
Takes your place,
With all the memories
I've tried to erase.
They come at night
To haunt my sleep…
The things I try
Not to keep.
You're there with me
And oh so real
The little moments
That we steal.
Yet there's a longing
deep inside…
More like a yearning
That won't subside.
It's never real.
Our love was fake.
But it is with me
Until I wake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem