Love.. Do we only acknowledge the beauty of it? If that's the case, we are of such an ignorant race. Love is two faced. Love is allowing yourself to let go of your guard in expectation that they won't hurt you. No. stuff that.19 years of age, and my hearts been broken too many times, I have let go of my guard too many times... I have loved another, my love surpassing the next. Love... I am addressing you directly, acknowledge what I long for, for a thousand individuals can read a tragic story upon my face and in my eyes. Love... I hate the fact that I gave you everything. Do me one last favour? Though she broke my heart, shattered it into a thousand pieces, send her someone who will treat her wonderfully... And love? For what it's worth, thank you for the experiences.. Though my heart is the reoccurring casualty.
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I would like to translate this poem