My love
You build me up
To my highest high
And then you tear me down
To my very lowest low
Why is it that I keep coming back
Hoping among hope that you'll see
See that she isn't the one
But the one left behind
The one stricken with tears at the very thought of you
Is the one for you
I was there at your highest high
And I was there for your lowest low
I built you up
But I didn't tear you down
I stayed next to you
Holding you up
I wouldn't ever leave you
Had I not promised you so?
But you're walking away
Away from the one who held you while you wept
And smiled while you laughed
Why?
Why do you torture me so? !
Your empty promises once so full
Now rain quietly upon my window
I have closed everything
I'm leaving them so
I can't risk my heart on you again
So please
Let me let go.
This is indescribably good, so sad and I can feel your pain you are not alone as I understand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nostalgic one...being in grief is the worst thing on can feel..best of luck