you miss the trees
because you were looking at the forest
you miss the journey
because you were looking at the destination
you miss the smile
because you were looking at the body
you miss me
because you were recalling all the memories
you miss the present
because you live in the past and you keep on thinking about the future
you miss life
because you always contemplate on the harshness of death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem