"Poème"

Bon, je vais en mettre deux, que Yué connait^^

In my bed, I stay, my eyes opened, looking at the ceiling,
I can't stop to think about you, and it makes me crying.
When I think that I can finally fall asleep,
Your face appears, with a glance which is so deep...

It is in the dark, that I can feel you.
It is in the light, that I can't see you.
It is whenever, that I think about you.
It is wherever, that I want to be with you.

Effectivement, je connais