His visage is reflected in my sad eyes,
that cry in earnest every night for his love.
He knows well that I live my life for him,
and without him, I don’t know how to breathe.
I yearn to hear the words of love,
words he no longer speaks,
words that exist only in my dreams.
It’s time to move on, this I know.
But he betrayed my heart.
I must accept this and go now,
the only way to end my love for him,
is to put an end to my craze filled daze.
Tonight, in the dark, with my sorrow and pain,
in Paris, the city of Love…the city of Lights,
I say.
I say to you,
I say to all,
Farewell.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 11:44 PM UTC
Son visage se reflète dans mes yeux tristes,
que pleurent toutes les nuits pour son amour.
Il sait bien que je vis ma vie pour lui,
et sans lui je ne sais pas comme respirer.
Je veux écouter les mots d’amour,
les mots qu’il ne parle plus.
Les mots qu'existent seulement dans mes rêves.
C’est l’heure de continuer ma vie, je sais,
mais il a trahi mon cœur.
Je dois accepter ça et aller.
Le seul moyen de mettre fin à cet amour pour lui,
c'est de finir ma vie.
Ce soir, dans le noir, avec mes souffrances et mes peines,
à Paris, la ville de l'amour et des lumières,
Je dis.
Je te dis,
à tous je dis,
Adieu.
copyright © 2009 by T.L. Dalid
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 4:23 AM UTC
Te había encontrado; mi otra mitad.
Era nuestro sueño pasar juntos nuestra eternidad.
Quizás el destino no quiso que fuera así,
y hora aquí estoy en nuestra habitación sin ti.
Nada es peor que tener que vivir sin tu rostro,
y viviendo sin ti se ha convertido en un monstruo.
Tu decidiste tomar una salida de este lugar,
y me dejaste con un dolor que no puedo tolerar.
Sin ti acá a mi lado prefiero morir,
y por eso es que he decidido partir.
Pronto estaremos juntos mi amor,
y nunca mas viviremos con dolor.
copyright © 2008 by T.L. Dalid
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 5:24 AM UTC
Siento algo adentro,
y no se como expresarlo.
Te quiero cada día mas,
y mi mente ya ha perdido la paz
Se donde encontrarte,
pero se que no puedo tenerte.
Tal vez un día será diferente.
y poder decirte...
copyright © 2008 by T.L. Dalid
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 5:24 AM UTC
Mi corazón está triste,
escondido en la oscuridad.
Mi corazón no existe,
sin tu oportunidad.
- - - - - - -
El amor es una mentira,
tal vez una ilusión.
El amor es una fantasía,
que trae desilusión.
copyright © 2006 by T.L. Dalid
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 5:23 AM UTC
Mon cœur est triste,
sans mon chéri.
Mon coeur n'existe
pas, sans lui.
- - - - - - -
L'amour est une invention,
probablement une illusion.
L'amour est l'imagination
qui apporte la désillusion.
copyright © 2007 by T.L. Dalid
Feb 7, 2010
Feb 7, 2010 at 5:23 AM UTC
It was a mistake to push you aside,
I’ll never understand why I lied.
My heart said yes, but my head said no.
Like with you, I pushed my heart aside and let it go.
Broken.
You learned to move on and I became passé.
With your heart in fate’s hands, it led the way.
I tried to do the same and carry along,
but my heart proved not strong.
Alas, my head was ready to say yes,
it was time for me to profess.
I said: I want to love you well.
You said: I’m seeing someone now.
Broken.
Though I said okay and appeared brave,
inside the pain was grave.
Believing we were meant to be,
I waited for you to be free.
Once again, I expressed what I was feeling,
this time, the blow caused internal bleeding.
Broken.
You said: I’m meeting new people and dating.
And I began to realize I was fading.
Broken.
Last night, I dreamt of happy life of us forever,
and awoke to realize we are not together.
Broken.
You continue to move down the path you’ve chosen,
Meanwhile, I remain here...eternally – heart…Broken.
copyright © 2010 by T.L. Dalid
Jan 30, 2010
Jan 30, 2010 at 12:40 AM UTC
Ton visage, it remained a mystery for nearly 2 years,
until our paths crossed one night on the dance floor.
That was the first chance I had to tell you...
Pour la seconde fois, our paths crossed on a beautiful day.
As I rode by on my old Schwinn,
you waltzed by with your pretty grin.
A day I will never forget,
and will forever regret,
for…
That was my second, and until now, my final chance to tell you…
The question today is, will I ever have a third chance?
The distance between us is great,
but the chances are not.
Which is why I wrote you this poem.
This poem is my third chance to tell you
what I was too weak to tell you before…
…que je t’aime avec tout mon coeur.
copyright © 2009 by T.L. Dalid
Jan 30, 2010
Jan 30, 2010 at 12:26 AM UTC
I had found you; my soul mate.
It was meant to be our fate.
Yet, to our dismay, something turned out wrong.
What hurts me most is that our happiness did not last for long.
Nothing is worse than living without the smile on your face.
It has caused me a great pain that no one can erase.
You decided to put an end to your days,
and you left me with this craze.
Without you here, I would rather die,
and now it is my time to say goodbye.
Soon we will be together once more,
and we will not have to endure pain anymore.
copyright © 2008 by T.L. Dalid
Jan 30, 2010
Jan 30, 2010 at 12:24 AM UTC
This feeling wants to escape my chest,
and I cannot survive with this unrest.
I fall more and more for you each day,
and my mind is in constant disarray.
I have you close to me,
but what’s the use if it cannot be.
It may be different someday,
and I will be able to say...
copyright © 2008 by T.L. Dalid
Jan 30, 2010
Jan 30, 2010 at 12:22 AM UTC