Why?
What happened?
Where has all that intimate passion gone?
Why this change?
Is this change for the good?
Have you been substituted?
Can someone else fill that void just as well as you?
If so, I'll miss you.
There was once a time...where separating from your thoughts was an impossibility. But now...?
Well, Good Luck my fellow human; on this rough journey entitled 'Life'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem