It doesn’t matter where you are,
It’s really of no importance.
It may be weird or bizarre,
But I don’t worry about the absence.
And I don’t care to remember
Why you are still so far away.
You are living on earth somewhere,
And I don’t know if you return one day…
Actually it doesn’t matter if I am happy.
Winters are similar, I don’t wait for summer…
Only my irrational heart wants you to be
Here, in this place and at the hour…
Jolanta Gradowicz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-doesn-t-matter/
