In a moment of loneliness
last night I text you
and now I'm seeing you
this evening
It's a bad idea I know
we must not tell a soul
the devil and god are raging now
inside my head
I've made it over a year
without seeing you
and all it took was one no-reply
for the one I actually care for
and I'm under your curse
again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really good. I know where you're coming from with this. It reminds me of the lyrics to a song called 'Nero': 'You know that you were my worst addiction / Now you're here after two years of being clean'