When love is gone,
The heart aches and aches,
wondering 'why'?
You are lost,
In a storm of regret.
When love is gone,
You are dizzy,
unaware and not thinking.
The words you mutter,
Turn into deep sobs of sorrow.
Yet after days and days,
he or she will come again,
begging you to forgive them,
But what do you say?
Should you walk away,
saying 'no'?
Or should we be with them,
even through all this?
When Love is gone...
We are left with a million choices.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
-sniffle- How sad...