I can't work how why I feel this way
I didn; 't see you everyday
I can't work how why I feel this way
I didnt talk to you every day
I can't work out why I feel this way
I love you still like I did that day
I can't work out why I feel this way
When I phoned you couldn't make the words
I lost you then
And now the final time has come
I can't phone you
Or hear your voice
I can't visit or see the pain and struggle
I can't visit and see a glimpse'of your smile
I can't make you laugh
I can't try to make your life better I can't be there
You're not there
I can't work out why I feel this way
I know I miss you
I really do
I know I love you
I really do
I know your suffering
Has stopped for you
I can't work out why I feel this way
I want you back
I want you to stay
I want to keep you happy and safe
I can't work out why I feel this way
Highly relatable experience in a sad story nicely penned with insight. May her soul rest in peace. Thanks for sharing and may our Lord give you the fortitude to bear the irreplaceable loss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks chinedu