Love does hurt.
That does sound strange.
Such pain should not be in range.
My heart was at peace before you came.
Now I am frantically in disdain.
I don't know why I choose you.
I did and now it feels all untrue.
I introduced you to my mother.
I spoke to you of my father.
I held onto you in your worst times.
Now it is time to let you go as I go through mines.
I never wanted us to end.
I wanted us to be forever but not in pretend.
Now I feel like I don't know.
Being this way hurts to show.
This is a whole new type of low.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem directed at another shines a light on feelings. I'm not a great fan of personal poems. We could all write o that way. if so inclined. I prefer universal poems that affect us all.