Seems like yesterday, when I talked to you for one last time.
I told you I was in love with you, you seemed to be fine.
Then I crossed you at school, you were talking ‘bout me
You ignored me, but why can't you see
I need you, I miss you, and I regret it all
I wish I didn't tell, I don't want to fall
You dragged me into the depts of my mind
What am I supposed to do, what am I supposed to find?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem