I think i love him
I swear its true
The only thing is what do i do?
How do i tell him how i feel
Without him knowing that its actually real
What if he dont feel the same way?
I'll feel like an idiot everyday
When i see him i go all shy
If i dont speak soon i swear ill die
I hope its love and i hope its tru
I hate being here, left out in the blue
One day ill speak and things might be
But for now, I'll just stick with my dreams
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, the reality is a thing and its idealization is another one, but in this good poem one can feel both.