You see,
I waited. I waited for you.
Just for you.
Not because I was searching,
Although I knew.
And just like that…
You're gone.
How cold could my heart be?
Do I feel…nothing?
Was I nothing to you?
How do I relinquish this pain?
How can I stop it?
How do you stop a bullet already fired?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem