you know i think its the feeling we get after we want something that has expired.
it doesn't mean that there's something wrong with love.
its just that you lack the exposure of it.
your doing the wrong.
'i put others [your heart] before myself. yet thats what bothers you.'
im weaker then weak today.
but my outbursts are pouring inside me.
to think that what i long for is right in front of me.
and well maybe its just exposure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem