I saw you once, i saw you twice...
Why do you keep doing this to me?
My heart is falling apart, and you don't care?
You know i loved you with everything i had inside me, was'nt that just good enough?
Why? ?
Why? ?
I don't understand...
Was it something i did, or said?
Please tell me, i'm confused...
My heart is in pieces, all because of you...
What did i do?
Please...
Was it because i did'nt saw you for the third time? ? ?
lovely, seeing is believing and believing is seeing, sight is important in this poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes it is better to let go.