Sometimes or let me say most of the time...
The one we want isn't there and doesn't ask nor value the cost between their hands..
Leaving the beauty alone..
In the dark, cold nights..
But, Although, There comes a person to value her and apperaite her.
Yet, She cannot forget the one who stole her heart...
She can't decide, nor let only one on her side...
Because her love to her love ain't enough..&
The admirer's love is just to get her on that rocky road..<3 I
n this life, No one knows, No one can see..Why?
That this girl is me....<3
I love him, yet he isn't there to love me..
This girl is me..<3
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem