I remember loving you.
I remember smiling.
I remember light, however distant it may be.
I hate you.
I hate you for not loving me.
I hate this world for allowing this.
I hate you for allowing this.
Why should I be in pain?
Why should I feel sorrow?
Why should I be trapped in my sorrow?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem