You made me so happy, yet you made me so mad,
So how did it go from good to bad?
I guess it started, when you lied to my face,
Making me realize, and putting me in my place.
I loved you, I mean I still do,
But this is something, you already knew.
And i regret every time i said it to you.
Only because i truly mean what i say,
And you don’t, you just play.
And I hate,
That I’m finding this out way to late.
I’m already starting to make up excuses,
To why you would do this.
Please stop playing with my heart,
Its already broken, and torn apart.
How am I going to tell you,
Were no longer best friends?
I want you to know,
Its going to be better in the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem