See the tears run down my face,
the broken heart that lies in my cheast,
The feeling of just talking to you makes me sick to my stomach,
just imagening you with her makes me want to break down
It seems like I'm making planes to avoid you
to avoid seeing you or even talking to you
I miss the times we would just sit and stair into eachothers eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that s a nice of way of expressing your self indeed..make your poems filled with emotions...nice..