Heartache, pain, I wont do this again.
Now look at what you've done, it's such a crying shame.
Deception and lies, right before my eyes,
I have never done anything wrong to you, So it's come as a big surprise.
Pushed to one side, off you go to hide,
Wondering where I stand with you, in this ever changing tide.
Groping now at straws, searching through the drawers,
Looking for our photo album, its ours, not mine, not yours.
Waking up with the sun, a new day had just begun,
No hind-sight, in the heat of the night, stopped you telling me we were done.
Arriving at the end, no point anymore to pretend,
Tearful I mourn, with the passing of dawn, the loss of my very best friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem