Just because I lie awake in bed
and thoughts of you fill my mind,
doesn't mean I miss you.
I would never deny the fact
that your name often passes my lips,
but if I were you,
I wouldn't feel flattered.
It may be true that you hold
the key to a chunk of my past,
but you will never be part of my future.
I'm sorry if I ever made you believe
that we were something more;
but I won't ever miss you.
Nicely written though it also is very sad though that is what poetry is about. Expressing the sadness and also the happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful.... sometimes love has to end that way...