My heart is streaming with passion; screaming in pain
My brain is racking itself over and over
I can't decide if you were ever real to me
I'd like to think I had your heart once
If you looked into my eyes,
an eternity ago,
they would tell a story
I think you might smile
But what story can my blind eyes tell now?
Will you remember a better time for me?
Maybe it will break your heart less...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem