Every second I think of him
Through the day and the night
I wonder if he thinks of me
Am I ever in his mind?
We don't talk very much
But theres something there
Sometimes I wonder if he likes me
Does he truly care?
When I knew he liked me
I was with someone else
But I left that guy to be with him
But am I too late?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem