I took up biking down past your street everyday.
I hope to spot you walking towards or away;
I don't know what I'd do if you were to say 'Hi.'
I'd get unbalanced if you looked in my eyes.
I remember how they turned red when you cried,
'Just leave me alone. Please leave me alone.
I once loved you when we lived in our home.
I'd have done anything for you when you were mine;
Just leave me now and I'm sure I'll be fine.'
This ride can never be the end for me.
I'll keep pedaling past the street haunting me.
I'll keep my head down so you won't see me;
But I'll gaze in my mirror in case you call out to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem