She goes to sleep to stop thinking that horible thought and to stop the
tears from flowing from her blue eyes. She wakes up and its all she
does not to. She misses that feeling, shes misses love. She doesnt tell
her friends and might not because she knows exactly what they'll say.
She only tells God and hides the secret. She waits trying to be patirnt
and at times fails. She goes outside and watches the sunset and
thinks as the tears fall that she is strong and can do this. But she still
feels the same and she talks to the past as if they can cheer her up
and fill this black whole. But they ignore her and make promises that
wont come true. And all she can do after that is feel like shes done
wrong and blames herself. Shes still waiting and hopes that God will
bring her love soon, because the pain hurts and doesnt know what
else to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem