Roses are dead
The trees are deader
My heart is broken
She find someone else.
Life mix with love losses that its tough when you cant live without her. June 10 was the day that I met her.We went on
for 6 months until now it began to fade away. My heart is saying I need her but my soul is'nt responding and so isnt my beating heart. My mind is on her all day and nights. She moved on I see. I
love her.But my question is How can I get her heart back? The answer is that whisper in my ear that says try harder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem