Late night talks,
Morning emails,
Coded messages,
and fairy tales..
These couple of years,
I've fallen in love..
Slowly but surely..
Here I am..
Once again..
Facing you..
and the choice of letting you go,
or making you pick and choose.
I wish to fall in deep slumber,
never to awake is the plan.
My heart to stop beating,
and my last breath to be meaningful..
As I look at you once more..
Saying what I cannot stand..
but my heart knows..
I have to let you go..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem