If space is what you ask for,
With that wish I'll comply,
Even if being away from you,
Makes we nearly want to cry,
Your happiness is important,
It's all I want for you,
So you being alone, with no contact from me,
Is exactly what I'll do,
I hope you know that what I needed,
Was never a priority,
I told you that that fateful friday,
And I'm still in the minority,
I should delet your number,
And clean away my inbox,
But something stops me doing that,
I can't explain, I'm foxed,
I guess I have some trouble,
Knowing that we're done,
I don't know what I did wrong,
Or why you want to run,
Seeing you, everyday,
Will be the toughest thing,
Cos the joy you brought me recently,
Was such a happy thing,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You spoke my heart out