The thing is,
feelings change all the time.
Yesterday you may have been
completely and utterly infatuated
with someone.
Or entirely immersed in sadness.
But that doesn't mean that's how
you will always feel.
I fear that we may fail to remember
that emotions are not permanent.
When asking "how are you? "
we should stop accepting
the default "good, you? "
Maybe we should start caring
more about what people say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem