there are some things that just don't carry the same
weight
when translated across borders
tenho saudades tuas i sigh into my pillow
wait
for you to call back to me across this bridge
i miss you doesn't quite cover it enough, it isn't
right.
there are certain activities that leave me with an emptiness
that only feeling you here could fill, and they are so common and daily
that this saudade is becoming too much; all together
too much of myself is devoted to it.
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