Studdering every
Time I see you.
I
Lie in my bed at night and think about you. I wonder if
Love
Is just a joke. Something to crush your heart and make you
Never want to
Love again. Do I
Open uo to you for I
Vagally remeberever being without you and
Every minute I wonder if you still love me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem