Without you...

There will come a time
when you will sit on your moving chair
and you’ll think of me
you’ll realize we don’t live forever
we’ll die some day soon
on a cold or warm day…
God know how or when or where

All I want to know
to belive,
is to die near you…
wherever you call it home
‘cuz home for me is wherever you breathe
wherever you touch
wherever I can wake up every morning
and see your face
you confused morning face
your staring eyes
what I will never find
what I’ve looked in every man’s face
what disappointment…
what pain my dear….
In this cold corner of this empty world
to find only hate, and no comfort
what comfort my dear is without you?
what happiness?
only pain…

Arta Krasniqi

Without you...

Arta Krasniqi

Vushtrri, Kosovo, Albania

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