nothing makes sense anymore
it never did
i wish i could go back to what i was before
before i met you
but that would mean, giving up my hopes
my dreams,
my entire life
because that's what you are
you don't know what you mean to me
and I'd give up everything, so you could be happy
even if i give up you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The paradox of the wheel is a most difficult spoke to grasp..iip