My pain has reached its maturity,
So I need to let you go,
I never thought it would be that hard,
Eventually I learned from holding on,
but sweetheart,
in the name of god,
I never lied in loving you.
I shall let you go,
let the hurt and pain washed away,
from my little heart.
But please tell me dear,
when you going to feel the love,
the love I had for you,
for real.
Sometimes one word sums up a persons writing, but since poemhunter makes us write more I had to come up with this rambling beginning just to say... Beautiful
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
:) Thank you Declan, for taking the time to read my poem.