It's a little closer than I've wanted, farther than ever.
It's my vision that's haunted, from this terrible weather.
A nightmare I've taunted, for what seems like forever.
My dreams slowly fade and fade...
You are so cold, a chill runs down my spine.
Too far to hold, when you're not at all mine.
An old note fold, our creative design.
You are nothing, but a promise left broken...
OMGoodness! ! ! ! ! ! Its amazing! ! ! ! How can I explain it! ! ! I like the line. You are nothing but a promise left broken.....*hearthrob* lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such an amazing poem! It really struck a chord with me, since I'm going through a situation that perfectly applies in this poem right now. Beyond great.