Love?
You don't know what it means.
Everything we could have been doesn't mean anything.
If you would get locked up for this broken heart of mine,
then you'd be in jail 90 percent of the time.
Immaturity?
Well I'm sure you know the meaning of this.
Love isn't love to you without a kiss.
Telling me I'm ugly and saying it's a joke?
While you insult me, on those words I hope you choke.
I'm never believing another word you say to me.
For all I know...
You could be telling someone else the same thing.
Love is like fire.
And look who got burned
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem