I'd use my last breath to tell you "I love you"
and hope that you'd know just how much I care
I could go in peace knowing that you knew
even if I could never hear your response
I would use my last acts to help you
as the reaper puts his hand on my shoulder
if I died assisting you it would not be a bad thing
as long I was doing something useful
People often appear and fade
many without leaving a trace
I hope to leave a mark of kindness on your life
so at least some of your days can be lighter
You are more like family to me than a friend
and that is why I am always here
there is nothing I wouldn't do for even if it kills
I hope to be able to look into your eyes as I pass
and use my last breath to tell you "I love you"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem