You drove me crazy
You made me wild
You loved me as a lady
And suddenly, a child.
You plied gems to my gloom
You painted me the Starry Night
But leaving me too quickly,
You're the shadows behind me when up, I light
You stopped my time from running
And stole the moon, traded it for day
Stopping the Earth from turning;
And leaving me, shouldn't you stay?
You could have chosen daffodils, sunflowers, dandelions,
carnations, orchids, or best, the rose!
But leaving me too quickly hurts,
For you chose me- - the grass! Instead of those!
You held my hand in a while that felt eternal
Attempting to put my world back together
For the love of humanity, you're leaving me too quickly!
Oh, sweet dearly! I held your hand longer!
You made dungeons sunny, and my life, funny...
One day, hoping I will be strong.
But you're leaving me too quickly!
Isn't this too, wrong?
You nurse my wounds,
despite knowing you can't have me.
I can't have you, either.
That's why you're leaving me too quickly.
I have loved you now
and darling, this hurts the most- -
You're leaving me too quickly:
once been found, the next, I'm lost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem