The Morning rain hides the sunshine.
My thoughts of you go through my mind.
Dreams have no endings, the hearts
incomplete. These arms are empty
without self conceit.
Have I done the best I can?
Did love not go according to plan?
Maybe in time it could have been so much
more. Getting over you will take a lifetime.
If only I could hold you once more.
Our love could have grown.
Only you were not sincere or true.
Deep inside I've been living a life.
I thought I knew. Only my heart
and mind didn't and I would have given it to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem