Hopefully one day you answer my messages. this poem now I find more sense had never felt something like this for someone. and now it's you who makes me look at life differently. thank you for entering my life even though I can not touch you or see you, you are always in my mind
When in sweet and quiet sessions
I bring up memories,
I sigh for how much I've wished
and I'm crying the beautiful time I've lost,
the dryness of my eyes floods
for those who surround the endless night
and renew the lamentation of dead loves
and I moan for deleted images.
Thus, afflicted by remote sorrows,
I can of my pains already suffered
the account redo, one by one,
and return to pay what has already been paid.
But if I think of you then, my losses
they compensate, and my bitterness gives way.
William Shakespeare