I said this love is breaking apart,
too many times we fall,
but we come back together,
in the midst of a phone call.
They say its love control all,
and now I need you more than ever,
but you are not here,
and they claim love last forever.
If I could back the hand of time,
then would still be mine,
then we would be together,
then everything would be fine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well written...great job best wishes Jon