I am still ill at ease and confounded when I realise that you’re gone

If only I could lessen the gap on the things that separate;

Our cultures and geographies are dissimilar –

There is not much upon which we can relate.

Yet I do not fear, for I know that love alone will draw us near

It is the only thing, of which I have ever been certain,

The only thing on which I can rely,

When love finally decides to close the curtain,

That will be the day I die.