The story breaks like thunder
When the lightning's gone
Nowhere to hide or run to
Nothing bright to warn the storm
The fire's gone, it's dark and cold
There's no spark or guiding light
But there's no way you're gonna get burned
That's how you'll tell yourself that you're right
The love, the trust, I traded just for truth
But I thought that you were different
Thought you could handle it, but
Today
Today
I'd take it back
But it's too late
Today
I'd be the one you knew
But I couldn't wait
I couldn't wait
The way I think is different
From the way I feel
My mind says I did it right
But my heart says you're my ideal
And all the times you asked me
Now you know I lied
But it makes no difference
Except at least I know I tried
The laughs, the tears, the times that we both shared
Now they're all memories because of you
I thought you'd understand, so
Today
Today
I'd take it back
But it's too late
Today
I'd be the one you knew
But I couldn't wait
Today
Today
I'll try my hardest
Just to move on
Today
I'll block out all my thoughts
But I know you'll still be gone
And in a sad kind of way
I knew you'd go, but
I couldn't stay and lie
It wasn't fair to you, so
Today
Today
I know I'm right
So I'll let you go
Today
I'll look at my reflection
See the one you wouldn't know
Today
Today
Put it behind me
'Cause it's too late
Today
I'm happy that it's over
'Cause I couldn't wait
I couldn't wait
I was actually crying as I read this. I know how hard it is to reveal a secret to someone you care about. I also know about how painful it is to lose them when they don't accept you. As always, I am here for you. Contact me whenever you need someone to talk to. xoxo Your friend, Cari Lee.
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I would like to translate this poem
Your pain and emotions came through powerfully, it hurts very much when a friend walks out of your life, just because you shared yourself with them. Some people just don't have a heart or compassion. I give you credit for putting yourself out here in a poem. Keep writing, it's a way to let others know how they hurt people too. Maybe you can change someone's attitude when they read your poetry. RoseAnn