All by myself
Thinking about life
I often get lost in you
Then
I am not my self
I become you
What is it
that you have
that attracts me to you?
I do not know except
When I am away from you
My heart wants you
And starts making pretenses
of what to tell you
To be near you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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