Once the giving of a love has been done,
And a growing with a togetherness...
Is not embraced by one.
Or discussions to communicate,
On a daily basis what takes place.
A giving of a love done,
Should not be argued until that giving is erased.
One has only to say,
If not show...
That a need to separate,
To depart from a stagnant space...
Both face,
Is the best thing to do...
Before love felt,
Becomes a show of a bitter act of hate!
Once the giving of a love has been done,
Some people begin to play run and chase!
Guess the expression behind my face.
And...
Let's deceive each other with secrets.
Only to leave both players left to feel alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem