The two were like jigsaw pieces
Missing pieces
Unless they ever admitted their feelings for each other
The picture would never be finished
The whole would never be fixed.
A thing of beauty never seen,
Never shown to the world.
Sadly, both knew that it would never be possible
Too much hurt, too much pain,
The astounding beauty would remain shelved
For eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem