Me: How do you spell 'love'?
Heart: You don't spell it. You feel it.
(Me: Yeah, I am inside the feeling now)
Me: But how lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard..
Heart: O my sweet, I am your best friend, your human diary, and your other half
Me: Thanks. But, if there ever comes a day when we can not be together. Keeping me in yours - I will stay there forever
Heart: O sweetheart, you mean the world to me and I love you
Me: And I love you so
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem