I long-
To see a sunnier day,
Than what you forced me to face.
An old friend once taught me
How to see that silver lining,
Even the dimmest ones.
That's why I hold faith today!
I trust the love I hear,
Speaking between those hurtful sentences
You are saying now.
Go ahead!
Wound me again with your fist.
I will stay still
And even learn to appreciate
The feel of your skin
Pressing against mine.
But, till then,
I will just cling on to my bruises
And proclaim them as ours,
And,
Once I do,
I will wear a smile too!
For I know the lover
In you, was just too shy
To show up
Last night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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