Do you remember the times when we would laugh together,
Play together
And even cry together?
It use to be just us,
So why do I feel a pain in my chest when you hold her hand instead of mine,
When you laugh with her instead of me.
But what hurts me the most is,
When you tell her I love you,
It feels like my whole world has broken into pieces.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A heartbreaker Sandra, but well put.