I’m not giving up on us. Because I know you’re my something worth waiting for…

This poem is still incomplete … but I’m gonna post here all I have …  Probably I will change something in it later … When I write something new I will edit this post

Things I miss (incomplete)

Except from all the things I have and need
There’s a whole lot more I want
Maybe you could call this greed
But without them I feel so gaunt

…

I miss your kisses
The moments of finding my lost paradise
When the whole world just make coulisses
And everything seems to look so nice

I miss your smile
Which makes my day worthwile
This smile seen on your lips
Fondles my body in bliss

I miss the hours we spent together
When it was so cold and dark outside
But we didn’t mind the weather
Because we had a place for us to hide

I miss our neverending phone calls
Although we were only 15 mins away
Between us there were buildings’ stone walls
And at last the phone bill we felt OK to pay

I miss the way you used to say my name
Whenever I was at house of yours
And I’m afraid that it will never be the same
And I will never hear the fire in your sweet voice

…but most of all I miss you
Forming your name of wooden toothpicks
Looking at you through the glass of wine
I’d rather swim through the river Styx
Than not to see you being mine

TRANSLATION>>>

Veci co mi chybaju

Okrem veci ktore mam a potrebujem
Je ovela viac ktore chcem
Mozno to nazyvas nenasytnost
Ale bez nich sa citim taky prazdny

Chybaju mi tvoje bozky
Chvile ked som nasiel svoj strateny raj
Ked cely svet robi len kulisy
A vsetko sa zda by take pekne

Chyba mi tvoj usmev
Kvoli ktoremu mi den stoji za to
Usmev na tvojich perach
Ma neskutocne tesi

Chybaju mi hodiny co sme stravili spolu
Ked vonku bolo chladno a tma
Ale neriesili sme pocasie
Lebo sme mali miesto kde sa schovat

Chybaju mi nase nekonciace telefonaty
Aj ked sme boli vzdialeni len 15 minut
Medzi nami boli len steny budov
A telefonny ucet, ktory sme radi zaplatili

Chyba mi sposob akym si hovorievala moje meno
Vzdy ked som bol u teba
A bojim sa, ze to uz nikdy nebude take iste
A uz nikdy nebudem pocut ten ohen v tvojom sladkom hlase

…ale najviac zo vsetkeho mi chybas ty
Vytvarat tvoje meno zo sparatok
Pozerat sa na teba cez pohar vina
Radsej by som preplaval cez  rieku Styx
Ako by si nikdy nemala byt moja