Looking out at the window 
but I don't see anything 
just colors and movements
My eyes choose a point 
to stand still and think
Thinking about what I miss
Missing someone in my life 
Living without you to hold me 
Holding on with my own beat
Beating slowly with my life 
My eyes are still dreaming away
Hoping to find you back 
In the colors and movements 
but I don't see you there
when I look out at the window                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem