I just have think of the happy times we had
I should be happy that I met you, but instead deep inside I feel sad.
Just because I never said the things to you that mattered most
and now it’s too late, I hope you can forgive me…
I have to bury this relationship, but it still haunts me like a ghost.
For what we had or could of is buried in the ground
Maybe we never knew each other, just two people playing around.
Too scared to get too close, but too scared to let go
feeling quite confused and afraid to let it show.
It ended in such madness with only leaving a question mark
“Of what if and what now? ”
I know it left us not friends but only foes
maybe in time we will really know.
So whatever I did to you that made you so mad
it was a learning lesson for me and that I should be glad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem