I know it was just a while
But so intensive
So far I didn’t feel
Anyone else and now
It is just a hunger inside
For something real
For something strong
Something so special
What was so close
I don’t like it
I don’t like the lost chances
This time it wasn’t my fault
This time it is you
Who went out
Before real start
To miss everything
I don’t like it
I know it wasn’t my choice
And I can’t do too much
But it’s just
The last word I can say
For the end
I don’t like it
I know we even
Haven’t seen each other
But I don’t like it
When the man who seems to be
This guy right
Is such a coward
By the way Mr. traveller
What are you looking for
At this world
If you afraid
Love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem