Sometimes Ill just sit and wonder what he’s doing
my minds filled up with questions
my heart is empty
he’s killing me slowly
how could this happen
to me
I wonder all the time
but im wasting time
im sorry
I wasted tears
I wasted my feelings
I wasted a lot of my love
and I wasted a lot of months
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem