Maybe he doesn't love me.
He might not like me.
He might no even know I exist.
Now here is the big question.
Why?
Why do we fall in love so easy?
Why do we try?
Why do we waste our time dreaming and end up being heart broken.
The answer is in the question.
Because of maybe and might.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem