It is because I love you that I wrap the night around my face like a scarf
to wear the darkness, just so you don't have to.
I do it so that it is I who shoulders your pain, your burden,
so you can wear your beautiful sunshine smile, not the night sky scarf.
It is because I love you I worry.
I worry that, when I am gone, you will cease to exist as the hand on my chest
and only become a phantom of memory - a time long ago.
And I will be alone with the memory of you.
Of course, it is because I love you that I dream,
dreaming of one day returning, to have you in my arms again.
Even if I must once again don that scarf, I can still smile
To know that it is because you love me too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem