I’ve pictured this so many times
We meet, and I tear your world apart
I make you feel miserable
This hate is still burning my heart
It’s like I didn’t get enough of you
I go back and rethink everything
I meet you again, and hug you tight
No questions, I just cry in your arms
Just so once again it feels right
It’s like I didn’t get enough of you
The whole moving on doesn’t happen
I’ve got to let go but I can’t
I’ve come too far, yet too close
You’re the one, you’ll never understand
It’s like I didn’t get enough of you…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Viv. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.