You were the last straw when life left.
I shrunk to nothing without you beside me.
Air sucking out when you left,
I grew from a giant to a dwarf.
Haven't there been enough tragedies?
Haven't there been men of honor die in vain?
Haven't I met million deaths in your arms?
If so why did you have to leave me?
To let me feel the pangs alone?
To make me feel I'm incomplete?
I would do them gladly beside you.
There was a time when I scorned the world,
'Cause you are my world.
I would lose sleep lest I lose you.
I'd walk in the rain to see your smile.
How have I come to love my shadow?
Why am I left alone with my shadow?
Or is that you comforting me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem