Its again one of those nights..
4 Am in the morning, am talking to myself..
Have I fallen in Love?
I keep thinking of her
I do everything she likes
I'm jealous each time someone comes close to her
I'm angry when she disappears, even for single minute
I'm sad, very sad when she behaves as if there is nothing
No, she knows there is a lot of things going on
She thinks with her brain
I'm glad she can
I cant
Went to work, happy because I'll see her
Spent the day hoping to be happy, couldn't, because I could only see her
On my way back, we talked.4 minutes of joy for me
Then again, sadness
Simply because I had to see her go home
Went to bed, thinking of her
Never managed to sleep,
Simply because she wasn't by my side
Its now 4: 24 am
I'm writing, still thinking of her
Yes, I am in Love
And if this is not Love
Then I am mentally sick.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem