With a smile on your face,
That is certainly not fake,
You come up to me
As my heart swells with glee.
I always try to say something
That’ll like those ears,
I never wanna be insincere,
I never fear,
I just hope that,
That is what you
Like to hear.
Gosh, you do not know
How I feel,
You always steal my heart
Only with a start.
You do many more things
That cannot be expressed
But sometimes that’s what makes it
The best.
Though you are fine,
And definitely kind,
I still know for a fact
That you’ll never be
Mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem