YOU KEEP SAYING THAT YOUR SORRY AND IF THERE IS ANYWAY TO HELP YOUR THERE BUT ITS NOT THAT EASY.
YOU CAN SAY YOU DON’T MISS ME BUT YOUR TOO BUSY.
TOO BUSY TO REALIZE THAT WHAT YOUR SAYING IS KILLING ME.
I CARE A LOT ABOUT YOU AND ITS MORE THEN YOU KNOW.
SO AS OF RIGHT NOW THERE IS A WAY FOR YOU TO HELP ME.
BUT ONLY IF YOU CAN STOP THE TEARS FROM ROLLING DOWN MY FACE.
CUZ THAT’S MY AUTOMATIC REACTION FROM WHAT YOU TOLD ME.
IF YOU FIX HOW MY HEART FEELS THEN ILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.
BUT UNTIL THEN SORRY ISNT GONNA HELP.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem