I thought I was to blame,
He said I was to blame,
And all the time the blame was in himself.
I thought he didn't love me because of what I'd done
But his love was really felt for someone else..
I had always loved him from the very start and thought
Deep in his heart he did love me.
I made excuses for him 'he's so reserved and shy '
One who cared could surely set him free
Alas the years rolled by for me ashamed, unloved and sad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem