Was not your love,
Making me devastated.
Was your despair,
Dividing me into small pieces.
Was not the hope that you were gonna love me back,
Was your love to your One.
He could have make you the queen yet
He wouldnt.
Hopeless but passionate i was
To Take you out from the borders of loneliness.
At the end of the day,
You were his so called fun
Just a stranger i was.
Let our destiny be the same again.
For the last time,
Choose my tie like it used to.
Visit me for the last time
Near the park under the Moonlight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome write with very emotional ink, all flavors all in.._SOul