you, me
here, there
now, then
near, far
all the things that describe us
I'm sorry babe
were falling apart
that's all you ever said
now that your here at my door
I want to run to you
but I know I can't
it would be bad
for both me and you
because I loved you and you loved her
now shes gone
doesn't change anything you said
or anything you did
I wish I could,
sorry too late
I gave too many tries
So really this is my last goodbye
very expressive poem..how sad to be in love but some how you can't say it...well done
It is thinking, a real woman, would take him back, but who knows what strange going downs, happen over in Belfast, with Tiffanie...iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you you you... breaking up with me: (.... :) . some got to go to make way for the right one.