Why does my heart feel this way?
Like it wants to jump out of my chest
Like it is being ripped out from me
Like it is being squashed from under me.
Why do I feel so melancholy?
Like it is the end of my world as I know it
Like I would never be happy again
Like I would die a thousand deaths
Why do I cry myself to sleep at night?
Like there is no tomorrow
Like there is no turning back
Like I have said my last goodbye.
Why do I love you so much?
I barely know you
You barely know me
But, I know that this is real.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Honest, raw emotion. Which of us has not felt like this at some time? Beautifully and sensitively written, thank you June.