I look at pictures of you and I
and I just cant help but start to cry
Oh my God what have I done?
Now that you are on the run
Oh no please dont, please please dont go
I never thought that I'd feel so low
I wanna tell you so badly that I still care
But your toying with my heart and thats just not fair
I must hold on, I must be strong
but you have torchured me for far too long
Now I will pack my bags and then i'll leave
You should be careful of the webs that you weave
For they will mess with others hearts
And then they too will fall apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem