Ripping apart hearts through the years, loving and leaving, never staying faithful, always running around with anyone.
Leaving broken hearts and broken dreams lying in gutters and sewers of a life that was never honest or true.
Taking, but never giving even a tiny piece of your heart, leaving, not looking back.
Looking now for someone who'll love me like I've loved you through the years we were together, but were never really one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem