</>When i stare into his eyes,
I don't sea a spring of sparkling water anymore.
I don't feel like a piece of fine silk floating in the air,
when he touches me.
At night when he holds me close,
my heart doesnt flutter every time his breath runs down my spine.
I don't think about him.
But why does 'him' still belong to my heart?
Why do lose my breath at the thought of me without you?
Why can't i fall asleep unless your there next to me?
He doesn't love me.
He hasn't loved me in a very long time.
And we both know it.
But he cant let me go, and i cant let him go..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem