The promise that was broken
Holds no token
Not in you anyway
Not in anything we say
Your supposed to be here always
Looking out for me
But you weren't
Cause I'm still sitting alone
Just being nothing again
Writing some self pity lines
On a paper about old times
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like your poems - this one is touching. Keep up the good works!