Who’s in favor of dying in love
Who dictates the life that you lead
Who writes the story of the dove
And who is the one that you truly love
Questions are asked
Answers are there
Lingering somewhere
They might be dwelling in the unknown realms of your mind
So dark, so cool
So hard to find
And yet as time passes by
This one fact
Is meant to come to life
People say you will find your true love
One who loves you back of course
But I say I will die before
Before you can love me, for my love is a curse
I only ever hurt the people who get too close to me
Only ever make them see me differently
But as the dawn and dusk fade here
And as the days that passed become clear
It’s only you I want near
So I will die
But only to save your life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem