My broken heart has mended since the time i've been with you. I try not to doubt you love enough, because the way you used to love her, we both thought was true. but you gave me a reason to feel love, not pain or sadness. You gave me a reason to smile in this world of madness...
I still wonder, what made you love her? Was she your first? Was she your 'forever'? I know this girl is in the past, But whatever makes me better, than the one you thought would last?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What love really means? we can't never get it's meaning. love is a strange issue to me. great write.