Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Or didn’t do,
How was I so close but so far?
I could feel her hands on my heart,
And I felt my eyes in her soul,
But where did she go?
I could never forgive myself,
Did she want me? Did she think about me?
I can’t tell, but it seems as though she did,
I was so close, and now I’m so far.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is such a true poem that holds all the deep emotions we hide away from everyone else, well done: D