Is it hard for you
to sit there on your bar stool
looking at the world through distorted glass
Is it hard for you
to smile through your tears
As the long hours pass
Is it hard for you
to go home at night
to your bed of stone
Is it hard for you
to think of all the times
you wanted her alone?
Is it hard for you
to swallow misery and dream of her
being with you forever
Is it hard for you
watching her walk out with a different love
knowing she will be with you never
It is hard for her
to see your loving smile
to wish you were the one embracing her at night
It is hard for her
to imagine how much shed hurt you
how much your heart would break if ever you were to fight
It is hard for her
to turn her back on her love
and walk away from the one true chance of happiness shes ever known
It is hard for her
to swallow misery and dream of you
being with you forever
It is hard for her
walking out with a different love
knowing she will be with you never
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He loves her, she loves him, but alas, their lives will never be intertwined except in though. A love story with a difference. The poem is set out well (I don't know the technical terms!) and gallops along effortlessly. Nice one, Nikki. Love, Fran xx