Door Plazilliaantje gepubliceerd op Sunday 23 February 13:25

Sometimes I hear your voice, 
But you are not here.

Sometimes I see your laugh,
But I know it is a dream.

Sometimes I smell you cooking,
But I can't eat it.

Sometimes I feel your hands,
But it's not real.

Sometimes I say, I love you,
But you don't hear that words.

Sometimes I ask myself,
Can I see you? For one time.

I miss you,
Every day and Every night.

But I can't say it, to you.
Not now. Not tomorrow. Or any other day.

I speak to heaven, 
Hoping you can hear my voice,
You can see me smiling.

I am happy, and have a good life.

But also I miss you very much.

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