You told me that you loved me and that I was your everything, and now you're saying I'm nothing.
And this hurts more than words can ever describe.
That was six years of my life, that just got up and walked away without saying good-bye. And when I call all you do is forward me or answer and amuse me. It hurts cause I can tell that you're lying. I'm not stupid like all your friends think. I'm really smart and I can tell that you are done with me, when all I did was try and please you. So I guess I'll stop torturing myself, and finally say good-bye. I hope I can learn how to love again, but it is going to take a very long time.
For the simple fact that I have been abused and my heart is shredded to a thousands little pieces and I have to recover, before I can move on.
But I am finally saying good-bye like I should have a long time ago.
So, Good-bye my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem