...........it destroy me...........

Now,
Fragrant wind can not feel anymore
As before
Love is playing
I was forced to choose
This heart pain
Struggling
Difficult breathing
Only your poems left in my heart
Should I get sick again
Should?
I feel old memories happen to me
Tears do not mean
Not needed here
Only pain
Which always sets in my mind
And so torture
As if haunted
This was my fault
But
Should like this?
Should my life destroyed again?