love is a word
I have not learned to speak
sense his final goodbye
with a kiss on my cheek
love is something
I have not felt
sense he left me alone
to let my heart melt
love is something I miss so bad
sense he left me alone
to be sad and mad
love is an unfamiliar thing
sense he left me alone
with only a ring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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