I can’t.
Sometimes I don’t erase the last call that you did to me, because that way it make me feel closer to you but my hopes die every time that I find out that you won’t call me back anymore.
You told me why you? And not other girls because other girls are not you and I wonder why, I still feeling alone when I’m surround by the whole world.
Bad news for my heart, good news for him so go ahead follow the hopes that you thought were dead.
I can’t let you go, but I know is wrong and the best is to not affect whatever is what you believing before.
To
Yvette.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem