As a kite.
Can't understand.
What you did wrong.
You tried.
To make it better.
Between you and her.
Only made it worse.
How can you sit there.
Getting higher.
Each minute?
Higher.
Erase the bad times.
Try to make her happy.
Nobody.
Wants you to get.
Higher.
Than the kite.
Not at all.
Just stop.
For her sake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem