She's my type of girl and she doesn't even know it
She doesn't know because my actions doesn't show it
So much love for her my heart cannot endure it
Heart has been broken before I hope she can restore it
If I tell her I hope I don't deplore it
The journey in my head I wish she could've explored it
However my love for God, I put none before it
That's why if I tell her, I hope He's all for it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem