In all my days
I thought I knew you
But when you went away
I still miss you
With all your lies
All your dreamy promises
You still wreck my heart
Even when you are dead…………………………………………..
Was it all a lie?
Your enchanting words and loving smiles
Was everything a deception?
To humiliate me to feed your own perfection
I was a fool from the start
And honey you being you
Broke my heart
And I was left to repent
All the sins you did
All the promises you broke
And I kept worshiping you as my sun
Now you have been gone
And it has been so long
Yet my heart breaks
For all I ever gave you
And the feelings you didn’t reciprocate
And I have to live with it all
I guess my love set me up for this treacherous fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was deeply touched and moved while I was reading this poem. Unrequited love is often a painful memory, but this one seems to have surpassed all as the victim feels the pinch so sorely even after the death of her lover: 'You still wreck my heart Even when you are dead' - So sad!