Love poem 3
Days has come, nights has past
My heart is still wishing of you my head is saying that you are never coming back
Every day I send my time looking out of the window hoping that you will come running to me with a big boque of flowers in your hands
Every night I lay in my bed wishing of you to come through the door with chocolates and a poem of your love for me
I stay in my room wondering when you would come back to me
Now I'm getting disappointing every night I cry myself to sleep because of you
You never turn up even though I beg the lord the lord to tell you return to me
But now I know, it's not ment to be my heart my soul is all dying slowly
Because you left me and it all over good bye
