I feel like dying,
for this crying,
so intence and painful.
I feel so hollow,
for this sorrow,
makes my spirit numb.
But when I see your lovely face,
and smile that lights my day.
I feel so glad,
but then so sad.
'Coz I know we will never be.
My love for you is so untrue,
and I know there will never be a me and you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem