Its kills me
Every moment...Every second...
I am thinking of you
I couldn't find ....the way for...
Take you return....
Wonder.... that do you like to come for me...
Do you love me still...?
Love... not mean have you back here...
Love... not mean that we are together again...
Love...in this face... means that you remember me...
That you hug me in your dreams...
That you wondering in your dreams...
That you Worrying in your days...
That you think to change everything...
That you try to find way of return
That you feel as a loser...
Hope...
Not to force you because I love you...
Hope to find the dream route...
That led to you
That I can find you
That I can hug you
That I can kiss you
That I can come to you...
I love you so much...
...I am tired...
I am frustrated...
...Dear love...
...I am missing you...
...In endless time...
...in endless days...
...in endless space....
...in endless souls...
It's so hurt...
It hurt me deep...
It kills me...
By
O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna
Copyright,O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna . 2008
All Rights Reserved By Author: 2008
Poetry by Palitha Ariyarathna
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Written on 2008-11-11 at 06:29
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