Whenever I feel really sad
I hear your footstep's in my heart
In my tears they start to swim
Your pictures, your memories, your cuddling in the bed
My lips, they quietly call out your name
My mind reaches out to touch your face
But you are nowhere near,
you were never there
My fate was playing with my emotions again
I hope that I can explain someday
Reasons behind my exile
Reason that I was left behind
Nick Kler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem