You thought that I would
Always let you do your thing.
You thought you would always,
Get by with everything.
You thought that I would be there,
No matter what you did.
You thought I would forgive you,
Because I always did.
You never learned from your mistake,
You just kept, keeping on.
You never thought that I would change,
But that is where you were wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When the heat gets cold… every love may die in many different way, but the abusive act of overlooking is one of many mistakes man commits. It is like a double edged sword that can cause love to fade, and can also pushed someone to avenged making them feel and realize how does it feels.