Every time I asked you if you love me, and you say yes
Every time I met you and have date you dont even give a kiss
Not even give a flower, nor gifts or even say its you I miss
But where is your love? all you give is a mess.
I did everything only for you
Always being good and nice to you
Trying to make you happy and satisfied
But where is your love? I could hardly find.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem