When you smile at me,
a smile appears in my face with a broken heart
when you joke with me, i tease you,
knowing that this will never last
when you look at her, im feeling unlucky
because you cant see my love
when you smile at her, our eyes shine,
for you its love, for me its tears
'whats love? ' you ask me, i say 'i dont know'
but the truth is love=you
we might have one thing in common,
we're both in pain for the one we love
i imagine in ten years time, you with her
and me with someone else
i imagine you coming up to me,
asking for help and ways to surprice her
i wonder how this will end, i wonder what
will happen, am i going to die with regrets or happiness?
until then farewell, my friend?
love?
brother?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written Tristan enjoyed reading this well done