"Tu ne m'as pas laissé le temps
De te dire tout c'que je t'aime
Et tout c'que tu me manques
On devrait toujours dire avant
L'importance que les gens prennent
Tant qu'il est encore temps"
This song reminds me of my mother
Or rather - her absence
All these days and nights
Growing up without her
Missing her like a part of my heart
Crying after her, calling for her
Again and again and again...
Basically, this is my most common childhood memory
Feeling left alone
Missing this one woman who gave me birth
And not understanding why she has to go away
Always, she has to go, always, I miss her
She explains we need money
But money I don't understand
Why can't we stay together
Why money is taking my mom away from me
What did we do wrong
So many questions lost in the night
I clutch the necklace she gave me
The one which glows in the dark
It reminds me of her
If I squeeze it tighter, will you feel me?
I have to sleep now, they all say
But I can't help it, I miss her
I don't want to sleep, I'm waiting for her
I cry and cry and cry until my eyes are sore
My tears bleed until they dry on my cheeks
And fall asleep like we lose consciousness
With my little heart broken
And every night it's the same
I'm waiting for you
To come to save me
From my sadness and my misery
Waiting for your love
But I soon understand that
Even when you come
You are tired too
You are busy with other things
So I learn that this loneliness in me
It doesn't end with you coming back
It is still in me
Maybe because I had no father too
I loved you even more
And needed you too much
I clung to you like a baby koala,
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Fire rose
PoetryA book that hopefully will sparks your heart in fire, light a deep passion inside of your chest, burning red hot and wanting for more, leaving you longing. A book full of stories so deep you could drown in it, bewitching your mind and soul, robbing...
