What happened to us?
Of course it’s me; You are perfect.
It can never be You and will never be You.
I just don’t get it, I don’t understand!
I was so close to You; You were my best friend!
I could talk to You about anything at any time,
I would read and know more about You.
It got easier at pleasing You because I started to
enjoy it. And soon You were my oxygen.
At times when it got harder to breathe and everything
got complicated, I found the best comfort in You. In
my entire life, never had I felt what I felt with You. And
now it seems faded; I wonder if it was real or true…
Was it my thinking?
Or were we just never together?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem