I trusted you with my heart,
But you had to go and rip it apart.
There's not much I can do,
But say I'm not in love with you.
Of course I couldn't tell a lie.
Now all I can do is sit and cry.
These tears fall down like rain,
As I try to cope with the pain.
Is this really what you wanted?
Forever to be haunted?
Knowing that I loved you,
And I was going to be forever true.
Now it has to end like this,
And you're something I will miss.
Can I still be your friend,
Or is this the complete end?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true love will somehow find their way... if not, it will slowly fade.. nice poem.