It's been a waste of joy.
And im getting paranoid,
To have you by my side.
And for the sake of everything I still love you.
Until you come to your true self,
We'll be the worlds worst 'bestfriends'.
But i still keep on coming back for more.
Everything about you is perfect in every way,
But at the same time is so uneven.
You're everyone's dream
And a true fantasy to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem