being far from you kills me
coz of word miss.
And being near to you makes me crazy
coz of the word love.
How I supposed to treat you
far you kill me, nearness makes me crazy and without you
i can't find my breath.
u`ve described a feeling of many sweethearts. and it was so right. very nice work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow great work i love the way u put to paper what's in heart indeed a work well done