Lessons unlearnt, tears reshed.
If only i would learn and let go.
Maybe then my heart would not break so much.
Why is it that am a fool for love, for you?
I want to hate you, to forget you but instead i love you more, i desire you earnestly.
Yes i admit it the thing i love the most is what is killing me softly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem