She says she needs time,
I'll give her all she needs.
She says she's not mad,
I still give her the time.
She says she's alright,
I can tell she's lying.
She says she loves me,
I don't believe her words.
She says don't worry,
I can't help but to.
She says we're alright,
I know that's a lie.
She says thing to make me smile,
I just don't know why.
She says I make her happy,
I don't see how I can.
She says I cannot end it,
I need to do it though.
She says Best Friends Forever,
I believe her lie.
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I would like to translate this poem
i've definately been in your situation before. dont worry, it ends... eventually. i think. dont take my word for it. but i guess there's one good thing that comes out of it, when your feeling mad/lonely/sad, i usually write really good during those times and apparently you do too. liked the poem, also liked the title.im one of those people who like short and sweet titles.(especially in books) keep on writin!