I just don't feel it
The tension and heartbeat it supposed to be
No urge for me to call him, no talk
Texting is not my thing, no words
The kiss last night was rather plain, no spark
His face I saw felt like friend, no groovy-love
I guess I wanna say Goodbye to him
Which is hard
The message he sent this morning, remain unread
The timing to tell him, never perfect
How should I put it nicely, rehearse again
Should I call or text him, decide not-yet
Here I am on a sunday morning
Wanna say Goodbye to him
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I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Slightly poignant. " Here I am on a sunday morning Wanna say Goodbye to him".. loved it.