You say you love me,
I believe you for a second.
Then when we're around our friends,
you flip the script.
Come on now?
How much of a fool do you think I am?
Your not the same person you was,
just what?
20 minutes ago.
The guy I like,
you hate him?
I ask why?
because he treats me better than you did.
3 years of nothing can make you realize when somethings real good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem