in this small space in this narrow alley
in this room where there is only
you and me, where you love and hate me
i take this smoke, this last breath
as you leave, telling me
it is over there is no us
you challenge on this pain
that i am not prepared to accept
between you and nothing
between this grief and your leaving
it is over,
i will take nothing
we have nothing to begin with
anyway, i will take nothing
there was never something
there was never you and i am telling you
there was no me too....wanna play?
i know your games too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem