Mohl byste mi prosím někdo zkontrolovat pravopis v básni? (angličtina)

Nerada bych to publikovala s chybami, případného „editora“ zmíním pod básní.
Děkuji moc!
Lorrie

The summer when I moved in was sad;
The things that were to happen;
One lover saw the other dead
The guilt hasn’t been proven.

Their gazes met, their lips touched,
What then was I won’t tell;
One month left till they watched
Their young love sink in hell.

He turned cold for no reason,
She didn’t lose her hope,
Held his girl like in prison;
How long would her soul cope?

In his eyes she saw the grudge;
How stupid had she been?
I wouldn’t have cared so much
Hadn’t it been me.

I know, miracles aren’t real
Angel, you, came and said:
‘Don’t try to fix what love won’t seal.’
No attention I paid.

The Sun disappeared early that day;
Did that make me see the truth?
Long time did I in the streets stray;
It was time to make a move.

You saw me lying in the dew;
I didn’t hear you come;
There’s nothing else that I can do
Than pity what I’ve done.