The room was small,
Smaller than I cared to believe.
So small that I dared not breathe.
It was there that she left me.
And the walls did not tumble down.
But my heart still skipped a beat.
As I shouted and flipped my seat.
Was it then that she left me?
She left me.
The room is empty and larger now,
Larger then I care to believe.
So large that I dare to breathe.
I am alone again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem