To me love is just a word,
Always said but never heard.
The sound of your voice,
Isn't giving me the choice.
You locked me out,
Now I'm afraid to shout.
You shut her in,
Don't say we could've been.
You whisper something ever so true,
It's to bad I'm over you.
You can scream and cry,
But to me that's just goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem