Just another wind that blows in the air
Everything fades to black
Sensing things that i failed to see before
Seeing for the first time the real you
Insulting myself to relive your voice
Causing myself to live a life of hate
Always insisting i have you when i don't
Making myself sick just to be with you
Calling myself an idiot for loosing you
Keeping myself away from others
Asking myself if this is right
Yelling at myself to get it together
Laughing at what i have become
Allowing myself to become one of them
Loving you was the hardest thing i had to do
Allowing myself to become part of you
Damning myself to hell because of it
Until i thought you would never leave
Resisting the force that pulls us away
Opening up to you just to be shot down
Never knowing your true feelings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dose love always haveto hurt or b hard?