Walking around with tears in your eyes,
with a broken heart,
a broken life.
Walking around think what did I do,
how could I deserve this,
why me.
Walking around wishing you were with me,
telling me it'll be alright,
helping me,
holding me.
Walking around with a good friend trying not to think of you,
but thinking only of you,
no one but you.
Walking around,
tears in my eyes,
thinking what did I do,
wishing for you,
thinking only of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Might just meet on one of those walks? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?