Why do I love you more?
Why don’t I love you less?
I have learned to tolerate the pain
Your thoughts still drive me insane,
My stomach throbs.
My head spins with strain.
As I desire to lay a wanton claim.
I want to see you more but in my dreams a little less,
Your presence makes me a mess,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem