I’ m intensely, intensely happy
So intensely happy in fact
That I fear
I fear....
My happiness isn’t destined to last
Am I a pessimist?
I don’t think so
Then, how do I happen to know?
Because
Consistency happens to be
The pattern of my life
And, unfortunately
- in the end
nothing has ever turned out right for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem