if i was to get burned
my lover would have heart burn.
if i was to get suffocated
my lover would not be able to breathe.
if i was to get stabbed
my lover would feel it in his soul.
if i was to get shot
my lover would not be able to hear.
if i was to cry
my lover has just spilled some kind of liquid.
if i was to kiss another man
my lover would see it in his head.
if i was to sleep
my lover would be dreaming.
if i was gone
my lover would be hurt.
-La'Veranique
*aka*
dat girl nickey
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem