True love is when you shed a tear and still want her...
True love is when she ignores you and you still love her...
Even when she loves another...
But I still smile and say 'I'm happy for you...'
She makes me so broken hearted...
But what kills me the most is that I still love her with all of the broken pieces...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem