Weeping will not matter
Because you've never cared
My darling you were such a good actor
Always showing up right then and there
Your kiss seemed so sincere
Your fake love seemed so real
I let myself be vulnerable
Ah what a fool I am to feel
The passions felt so intense
Yet all it was was lust
So gullible was I to think
There ever was an 'us'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It resonates such a pure truth and innocent beauty. Simply eloquent! With great sincerity, Yekaterina Bezpalaya