sometimes how i wish
that i should have loved you
i like to be a dictator
in power to make me love you
how does it feel to be one?
one that sharpens feelings to pierce love?
how i wish i love you
how i wish to deny myself and love you forever
but it is not that simple
love speaks and love decides for itself
as though it is a self within this self
speaking upon its own terms and acting like a stranger
to me, and i am regretful, why it is not you?
for here am at mess with the person that i love
i am hurt but in love
i am destroyed but still in love
two faces of reason and emotion
a day and night in one revolution
i have to go now, goodbye cutie pie
honey bunch, i won't let you hurt me more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem