Although it was amazing
It breaks my heart to know
For me to see you happy
I have to let you go
Never looking for a lifetime
Only pleasure now I seek
You holding onto a failing past
Makes days ahead look bleak.
I think about you often
and the way you make me feel
Never knowing if it was all in my head
Or if ever it was real
So often people claim they found
their perfect place with a friend
I can't help but question
Is it just a way to meet the end?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem