There is always one tear left to cry,
One tear left to fall,
That cuts me up inside and just causes more tears,
There is always someone there to tell you it's gonna be alright,
But what do they know? ,
They aren't me and they aren't inside my head,
If they could see what I was thinking,
Could they still say they know me?
I'm a fighter but this battle finished me,
I don't wanna fight anymore,
I wanna give up and let someone else feel the pain,
I loved him more than the world, the sky and the stars,
I would have soared to the moon and back for his love,
I would have held the sun in my palm if he had just stayed,
I would have climbed the highest mountain and kissed the stars if he had just understood,
But he didn't and now I am alone,
Crying that one last tear,
One more tear to cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a heartfelt story of someone who was nt meant to be and unworthy