My heart it aches from wounds you've made
No pills can cure this pain
It's you I yearn for
Your love it hurts me so
Nothing can mend my broken heart
It's you I always think about
Day or night, rain or shine
Why won't you be mine?
Don't let my love for you go to waste
Oh how my heart it aches!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the style of this one. Once again I say great job. (Trust me it's huge when I complement someone else's work...I dont even like shakespeare.)