Laying next to you
feeling your pulse,
I should have known better.
My mind is at loss
love is not easy
I could have known better.
Walking away
should have done the trick,
but I didn’t know better.
My nervous soul
screams at this pain
when will I know better?
I didn’t know better,
never did.
I don’t know. I feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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