He came back guys
he said that this time there wouldn't be any darkness or lies
But once again we stepped to the past
Our recovering relationship didn't last
We are thru again
He said 'don't worry Mona you'll be a good friend'
But I dont want to be his friend
I want him to see me how he use to back then
I knew I'd cry once again for him, yet I tried to rekindle that strong feeling we once felt within
But I ended up hurt again and once again sad
Every tear feels like hot wax rolling down my face
I put my love at his grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem