Oh, I love writing poems (and all sorts of writing too). I was ill and hospitalized, even though that, we had contact as much I could(the hospitals' wify was bad but worked). And he was so desperate and torn, he couldn't do anything over there and I saw that in his writings. I wrote this then and sent it to him. [Note: One verse is not displayed here because it could be innapropiate.]
"I know you cannot do anything
Watching, worrying, feeling helpless
But you always, to me, do something
Even if it is speechless
If this is not the time to wonder, and the train wont stop at your station
I do not know what it is
But without any hesitation
I know it is you that I miss
Maybe it is hard to know which words to choose
But I know some words that are true
It is few but I know what I want to use
It is "thank you"
"I know you cannot do anything
Watching, worrying, feeling helpless
But you always, to me, do something
Even if it is speechless
If this is not the time to wonder, and the train wont stop at your station
I do not know what it is
But without any hesitation
I know it is you that I miss
Maybe it is hard to know which words to choose
But I know some words that are true
It is few but I know what I want to use
It is "thank you"
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