I must have forgot how I feel about myself.
I must have lost the emotions that I held so deeply.
I must have died in the last few hours almost changing who I am to rearrange myself for him.
I thought of nothing but the few emotions that I knew.
How could I run to something that I never had a clue about.
I lost my mind in the past few days or am I right where I should be in the mist of the midnight, thinking could have rearrange my life for only a few seconds of his time.
I thought I knew myself enough to not be pulled in by my emotions.
So did I win or lose.
I guess I'll let the pages decide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem