Poetry memories of bitter romance

We both went through
The journey and the twists of this life
Year first year
Still I think your love is soft

Day of the day changed
Sometimes the delusions are present
Maybe you're bored
Or is my fate?

Although the lips are silent
But I honestly admit it
Wou are everything
where I base a million expectations

Often you stay me
On a night like this
Sometimes there is suspicion
But helpless