No one realy gets it
nobody quite understands
how i feel about you
except you
no one was there
they don't realy know you
like i do
i know you're not that sort of a guy
you never were
you've never said that to me before
but i have
and it hurt
because i know you
that wasnt you
one little bit
it's you and me
and nothing else
neither one of us can end it
its too late
the falling is done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem