Its like... The best thing to do, is always the hardest thing to do.
Seeing someone you care so much about, hurt, is the worst feeling to learn to cope with... and I can barely take it anymore. I can't stand seeing you hurt another second. I tried. And I'll keep trying. If It doesn't end...you'll only end yourself. If thats the only way you can open your eyes, and allow yourself to see deceit... Then, I'll let you be. And wait calmly. But I'll always be here for you. Forever. P R O M I S E. One that I can keep. Unlike the one that hasn't/can't keep any.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem