When did we lose each other?
When you tried to reach me on the
emptiness. Was it from the
loneliness.
Sooner or later love can be unkind.
How could I've been so blind?
I'm closed to the love and emotion we had.
As I write these words, I'm lonely and sad.
Maybe I'm too wrapped up inside of myself.
Loving an illusion in itself.
The future passing me by and I just
cannot accept goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem