It's late at night
I tried to lay my head on my pillow
But it hurt so much that I cannot bear
My mind won't stop thinking of you.
You're not mine
I know it from the start
They told me you'll never be mine
But how can I tell them that I'm dying
My mind won't stop thinking of you.
While I walked on the road
Felt the wind blow on my face
Hoping it will take you away from my head;
The pain that pierced into my skin
Showed how hurt my heart was
But they never understand
As well as you
Even though how hard I tried to forget
My mind won't stop thinking of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem