I'm not trying to find answers or validation,
All I want is to create a consistent story out of an inconsistent situation,
Even if it's born from pure imagination,
Please allow my curious mind this quiet fascination.
I keep holding on even if you didn't make a promise,
The feeling's so strong—I don't want it to vanish.
I believe there's a higher force who planned this,
Making it worth the wait, for you are priceless.
I know there is a rhythm to the universe
That will bring me exactly where I need to be,
And your eyes are all that I can see.
I don't want you to save or rescue me,
Because you've already set me free.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem