if there was love in me
where would it be?
would it be in trusting me?
if i wasnt so shattered on the inside who knows what i would feel
do i? do you?
if i didnt cry when it rains would i be the same
if things didnt give me these feeling would i be in-love
if i didnt what type of love would be?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ahh the mortal heart yearns n' burns... once your mind follows it through the flames then wisdom comes... when the heart borders on immortal then suffering gives way to acceptence... and you say... let it be.... as you see a new door opening in the distance. Then don't look back. In this poem I recalled my youth... Nice work.