Cant let go of what could have been.
Yet my happiness came to a end.
The day you told me to be a friend.
I was once asked why Im single?
Once told I was great.
Yet still friendship out ways in the end.
Its okay I tell myself.
Yet in the end I break inside each day.
One day Ill find the person.
Who will be my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem