Looking back to our times
wondering why you had lied
making me feel like a fool
who had nothing better to do.
Making me have this feeling
to experince this kind of love
that's now killing my heart
that makes me wanna part.
You made me feel so special
like I was the only one,
the only one for you
and it all felt so true.
To make me feel this way
you probably had nothing better to do
than playing with girls
and breaking their heart too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem