I love him but I love her too.
What do I do?
Her and me go back to almost Pre.
But him and me have no history.
Her and me make we but so would him and me.
Why can he not see,
the agony that he put's her and me through.
*deep sigh* What should I do?
Alright, I know in thee end it will her and him,
and I, forgotten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem