Last season, it gave me a reason to hope.
Last time it made me wish for you.
Now i wish i didnt respond.
we would have been at stage 0.
Never, will i forget that july i am in and it turn sour every july.
Sometimes in june, we made a pact but now: i dont feel a thing for you.
simple but deep direct but ramified emotional but strong contrast; fine work u'v got there. am not an master but i lov poems. i lik urs. check mine too, i'v got some on facebook too. oh sorry, am louis, nigerian here in nigeria.
so witty with wheat-like prowess. Ure such a diamond talent, gud sublimed lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time hurts and heals! Is it really about the time or our action? I like this poem for its experience and expression of contrast. well done stella. bella!