There's time that I hate you..
There's time that I get disgusted by you..
There's time that I just feel like crawling up and die
But then there's time that I juss wanna fall back into your arm
There's time that I cry for you..
There's time that i live those sorrow days thinking of you
I just hate the fact that I Love you..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
is This Leah from the library? Last year me, you and carlos were in the poetry workshop... If it's not I'm sorry and If it is, plzzz message me back! Eitther way, I love your poem =]