Now I am gone and she can't remember
How to live without my touch
Hoping to die but surely living to tell
because when it comes to matters of the heart
There is nothing I won't get used to my beloved Girl
But you only make excuses that I am not Good enough for you
You were crying for so long that you wanted a man
You found a man and I found you
But you still saying that I am no Good
Why can't you be happy with me?
Maybe how you feel about me is a matter of your heart
Maybe youdon't have any feelings for me
But I have feelings for you
So make up your mind
I will give 24 hours to come back to me
Or else I will be gone after 24 hours and you won't see me never again
You got that
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great emotion, well put. but did she come back? .........'matters of the heart' are always unpredictable