How can words be used to explain,
That a heart needs no reason to seek.
Even though love is just a luxury,
It seems to be so unique.
I spent my days just praying to god it would be mine,
Only to find it was a waste of time.
I'm the only one who can make me love.
So I can open it to anyone I choose.
The biggest problem that stands tall now is,
In these games of chance, I usually lose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem