Might it be true,
That i love her?
When I see her
I know it couldn't be false.
My heart truly does love her,
It loves her more than anything ever before.
I want to tell her,
I want to tell her everything and how I want to be hers.
But for some reason the same thing that loves her,
My heart, wont let me.
At least for a time I shall keep it secret and only my knowledge,
For a while it will stay hidden within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem