as i open my eyes, thinkin' how the world will treat me
hoping for something that this day it should be
the day you'll come back and we're gonna do a history
about a guy who said to his girl, she's the last person he wanna see
sayin' those words cuts me into bleed
and then i heard you cryin' sayin' what the f**k i did?
you did'nt do wrong maybe this is god's will
and she left me cryin' silently but standing still
days pass thinkin' where you might be
i called you on your phone sayin' you're nowhere to reached
i know she's upset about a guy who named me
by suddenly sayin' she's the last person he wanna see..
alone without you is like a never ending sleep
yesterday i bumped at you pretending you did'nt feel me
i did'nt do wrong, oh baby this is god's will
but she walks away weary and pretending still
this aint the world im hoping for
this aint the last i wanna see
i just want you to be the last person
holding until my last breathe
until my last heartbeat, until my last me
before the day i shut my eyes
you're the last person i wanna see
the turn of language, in both style and flow, envelopes the feeling of the poem in a most pleasing way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lovely write..thanks for sharing