skinny muscular whats the problem they say
others know that words can take looks away
you were a loser but mine and I loved having you be mine
I thought everything would be just fine
we had a past ups and downs good and bad
every memory you can think of we had
but you broke my heart
you tore it apart
I thought there'd be a happy ending
but who was I to know you were just pretending
you told me you loved me
and that one day you could see
yourself marrying me and spending forever by my side
little did i know that you had lied
you were my dream come true
now I just wonder what happened to the I love you too's
Everytime I said I loved you I meant each word I said
now I'm alone lying in my bed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It was never a lie. He loved and still loves you more than he can understand. Every moment without you his heart aches to the point of the noose being without you. Even when he's with someone else. Your all he ever wants and he's willing to die to prove it to you. He can't spend a day without thinking about you. Your the only one that can make him cry. He writes poetry about you and no one else. If you think he's gone you're wrong. If he is gone it's because he died trying to find you again.