I could have been there
For you when you needed someone
To be like as the days get shorter
I should have told you
What I wanted to tell you
But I would have thought
That you would have never
Gotten it because the way that you
Are but I shouldn’t have
Been so quick to judge you like that
I know that I may not be the best
But I have more to offer than
Then the other would of have to
Give to you so it’s not all
My fault but why do I feel
The ways that I feel when see you
I kind of can’t help myself
I get lost in the words that you
Used to say to me but there something
There that stops me from
Reaching out to you I don’t know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I see all of your poems are filled with that mistake...no wonder you get so bitter with me.