The first time i saw you i thought i died and went to heavan i tried to please you by making jokes. But i didnt want you to think i was a joke as i got older my love grew stonger. You were twice as older than me i told a firend he told the same so i tried to let it go. But every time you walk pass me it is like you took part of my heart with you so i never told you i thought it will affect are relationship. So the world will never know the love we had
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem