Just when I have stopped crying and think that I can sleep
Thoughts of you cross my mind and again I start to weep
Uncontrollably without breathing without any mercy
My head in my hands covering my face hoping no one can see
This pain in my heart is what loving you has cost me
Sitting miserable in my thoughts of us since you chose to leave
Drinking this bottle of wine with no glass needed
Feeling drunk and broken hearted and just plain out defeated
She won she got you back she got everything I wanted
The house the white picket fence everything that you had promised
This pain in my heart is what loving you has cost me
Sitting miserable in my thoughts of us since you chose to leave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem