I've asked myself a thousand times
But I'll ask myself again
How can I like you
When I'm still not over him?
How can I open up my heart
And just let you walk in
When the heart I really wanted
I could never even win.
How can I look into your eyes
And tell you that I care
When my heart just keeps on yearning
For the one who wasn't there.
How can I open up my arms
And hold you late at night
When all along my heart believes
The wrong one still is right.
The one who never wrote to me
Or took time out to call
Who made it look so obvious
He never cared at all.
And yet all these things he never did
You so often do
It seems so strange and funny
I'd choose him instead of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem