The constant war weighs my heart
And I don’t understand how this separation hurts so
How am I lesser alone
When we do not touch
I grieve
My soul grieves when we are parted
I am bound
I know, in some way
It seems it has always been apart of me
Something I was unaware I was missing
The closer you are the harder it is
The farther you stray it deepens
How can I miss what I have never known
I know your eyes in the morning
I know your breath as your sleeping
I know your heart when it is not next to me
I feel you inside me
Though you always leave
With my opening eyes in the morning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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