First off as friends
then a crush started to begin
as expected i began to like you
then later i found out you liked me to
but when i said i love you i guess i made a mistake
and every morning after dreams and nightmares i finally awake
im not perfect and neither are you
but my love for you is true
i new this while looking in your beautiful eyes
that day i tried really hard not to cry
that night was the first dance of our grade
but seeing you with him feels like getting stabbed in the chest with a hot blade
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem