You don't want me and I totally understand
You don't want me and I wanted was you to be my man
At least we'll be Co parents to our child
You do you while I shall move on with my life
I am grateful for my son
For him I will no longer live like this
Because I love you I wish joyous bliss
I will reverse my emotions
I will stop this devotion
This is not a desperate cry
Nor is it a stalkers best kept lie
For my son
I will be strong
For me
I will do what it takes to be happy
You can now refer to me as Djalo's mummy
I am tired of reminiscing
About our happy past
I am tired of daydreaming
About being your last
If you want me... I still want me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Anita. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks