Alone every day,
wishing for someone to come along.
Sitting up at night,
thinking of the perfect one.
A guy that makes my smile,
without even having to try.
A guy who looks at me,
and feels love,
without having to say.
We'd walk hand in hand,
or his arm around my waist.
Taking walks around the block,
enjoying the breeze,
and walking a slow pace.
Just to have long moments together,
sweet talking, and
thoughts we'd allways treasure.
Late night phone calls,
that seems to never end....
Laughing and chatting,
him also being my friend.
Not being able to bear,
not seeing eachother for a second.
But our time away will only make it stronger,
this I reckon...
Just having someone to love,
and them loving you back is a thing worth living for...
And just the thought of that happiness,
makes one wish for more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wooooooooow........simply the best