They keep asking
asking who she is,
who could make me feel like this
but they are only wasting
Hidden I kept her
for ten years I loved her
but still couldn't tell her
She moved out
I could never see her again
I couldn't substitute her
I got her number
I wanted to tell
I needed to tell
I finally told
She was speechless
she didn't say nope
there was still hope
We still talk
I still try
I still hide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem