If you are in love, how do you know its love?
why do we call it love?
it is simple it is how you feel when knowing or thinking that this person is the one for you.
As time passes you by your feelings get stronger, but when your love is gone it leaves you empty.
How do you fill the feeling that is no longer there?
You ask yourself why me? how do i move forward and find someone else?
Now do you know what is love is? or are you still thinking what is love?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem