Looking into the emptiness, wondering what went wrong,
this heart resisting your love because of your shallow
and uncertain kind of love.
Nothing matters, this heart isn't missing your selfish
and benign love at all, not even looking for anyone,
just wanting a companion.
Someone to do things with, eat out, go to the movies with
and live a peaceful existence when home alone, motivating
heart and soul to find a reciprocating and unconditional
love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem