You kiss me and I feel nothing,
Just a deeper desire to be with her,
but what can I do but be with you,
'Coz I know she doesn't love me.
When you touch me, I'm touched but touched by her.
Even if your touch is harder!
Everytime you kiss me, I kiss you back,
Yet I'm kissing her!
I'm playing pretend,
Living a lie to plees you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem