When I was there you had been here
And when I was here you had been there
I miss the way you look at me
I miss the way you smile
But most of all I miss the fact that you dont love me anymore.
We could have had it all
But you decided to leave
I have nothing left so what is the point in wishing
I could never have anything like you again
So why do I stay
I believe that there will be a miracle
That is why I wish
And that is why I stay
It is because I believe that you will come back to me
And you will forget what you had done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem