The tears come out,
the knots tighten,
the shy one tries to hide.
I turn away,
forget it all,
until my memories of him
leak into my little brain.
I cover it up,
act like nothings wrong.
But I know inside,
the pain inside of me will grow,
but I try not to show.
People say get over him,
but they don't even know.
This movie is addicting
that runs through
my brain
time after time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very interesting.nice read.posted 10 surya