You’re having an affair.
Behind my back.
Aren’t you?
Aren’t you!
You’re lying to me.
Scheming against me.
You think I’m mental.
Don’t you?
Don’t you!
I don’t trust you.
Even though I should do.
You’re lying to me.
I don’t trust you.
I don’t know
what you’re doing.
You’re flirting with other
People.
Aren’t you?
Aren’t you!
No.
You’re not.
I know you’re not.
It’s all in my head.
I know you’re perfect.
You’ve always been perfect.
That’s why I love you.
Its all in my head.
But it’s too late now.
Our love is dead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem