All this time
I've been wondering
Who you love
Because it is not me.
I had the courage
To finally
Approach you.
When I did
You laughed in my face
And said get lost.
I know now
You chase after
The wearer
Of leather and
Eerie white shades.
What if I
Were to suddenly
Mimic her?
I bet I would
Look foolish
In that same
Red dress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good write expressing yourself. stay the course. keep writing