Why should I think of you
Whenever we are apart;
Why can't you leave my mind
And give me sweet peace?
Living in this materialistic and
Plastic competitive world;
Sometimes going easy and happy
Oftentimes gloomy but gay.
But why should I think of you
When you are not around;
Maybe I got a little addicted
To your sweet presence?
Maybe it is because you are
Oftentimes so dear to me;
Even if sometimes I want to be by
Myself and dream of you and me.
(10/23/04. 8: 45 p.m)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem