I think about him all the time
I think about him and I want to rhyme
I think about him when I get a drink
I think about him and I turn pink
I think about him when the sky is blue,
And I wonder if he thinks about me too
I think about him when I’m with a friend,
And I wish I wouldn’t have to pretend
I think about him when I write a story,
And I wonder why he hates me
I think about him and all the lies
I think about him and I want to cry
I think about him all the time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem