It's best to love no one,
Parting is Not sweet sorrow,
It's getting up tomorrow,
To a silence that chokes you so well,
And there's nothing more to do or tell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is sad, Sandra. I don't even want to start with how this sentiment effects me. I will assuredly die alone because of it. Romeo was a doofus. : -)