I walk this empty street,
I see this stolen dream,
The world has turned its back on me,
and only cheats I see.
With me, by my side,
you were walkin as I thought,
But guess it was shadow,
playing the part you ought.
Never again I assumed,
my heart would beat,
But it still calls out your name,
with every broken piece.
You call her your true l♥ ve,
for whom you always fall,
then why today you go away,
and tomorrow again you call?
They say you'd never l♥ ve,
the one who pretence you.
But then why do i still care,
and hope you'd come back soon?
Overseeing my feelings,
you exclaim it as friendship; For sure!
for it'll always be there,
But could have been more...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is the way of life