I give myself to you.
Not for me, but for you.
You give me nothing.
I give you everything.
My mind, body, and soul.In
return I get your body Sexy, and Passionate.
But why can't I have more?
Don't I desreve it?
I'm good to you.
I'm there whenever you need me.
So, why can't you be there for me?
I know I'm a fool for ever believing you wanted to be with me for so
much more. But I just can't help it because I'm still giving myself to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem