I'm falling to hard for this thing call love.
It seem like a dream.
I try so hard to be love,
sometime I wonder If love was mean't
for me to xperience.
I get caught up in so many cycle wondering
whats next for me.
Love, love, love what a word.
Many days I daydream of what love
feel like.
How must i stand in a place where love
don't know my name.
I am falling hard for thid thing call love.
Wondering what it fell like to be touch by love,
please by love, use by love...
Days past and nights glow and I sitting here
writing my soul out to love to notice
me.
It seem like a dream for me to finally give up
on love cause there no one there to love me
I am falling hard for this thing call love.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love this poem it so true.