Why does it hurt so bad
To say that final goodbye
Why must it make us so sad
That pain leads us to cry
Memories are made in everything
And they must be forgotten
Remembering the good ones always stings
But you wish you could relive them again
The goodbye must come sometime
Either by choice or by death
Things and no longer yours and mine
The you once shared is put to rest
Only in this relationship can someone get this close
And imprint there love and saying into you
Things are shared such as fears and hopes
Now that there gone what are you to do
Hurting yourself and death are no solution
Believe me I know
This is something that troubles all men
One thing don't lock yourself in your room
Be with friends and family
That can help with the pain
Cry as much as you need to, just like me
Than things can get back to being the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem