The thing I miss the most
Are all the times you held me close?
Now you tell me they were all a lie
The happiest times in my life now make me cry
I can’t believe I didn't see
That you were always lying to me
I guess I was blinded by the love
The love I thought was a gift from above
Now you’re gone and I am here
And now I have nothing to fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
short..... painful again..... i guess u r a splendid tragedy wrter...