What does it matter now?
He's gone
and there's no chance for you now.
You can stop caring,
you can stop crying,
you can stop complaining.
Like she said,
what does it matter?
it matters
because I said it matters
My heart is in two,
and isn't beating.
All because he left.
When I stil needed him.
The pain inside my heart
uncontrolable
and unbearable.
I only wanted
his heart
in exchabge for my own.
Not TOO much to ask.
But if it was so,
the least he could do,
was stay.
Stay so my heart would beat.
But now
with him gone
my heart is colder
and more silent
than it has ever been.
But I don't blame him,
because like you said,
what does it matter?
Oct.-27-09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem