At th end of the line it stands.
It stands, It stands out to me.
I dont guiet know Why or How!
It makes me wont to cry; makes me not want to eat.
All these felings and emotions, running threw my head.
Making me wont to cry,
until I met you!
These were all I could feel.But all this changed when I met you.
All these emotions I still have.
But when I'm with you they all disappeare
All that's running threw mi head now is....YOU!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem