I’m sorry that I blew up in your face.
It really wasn’t nice, in that case.
I hope we can get back to good terms.
This all is eating at me like a corpse with worms.
I thought about it everyday after.
I miss all the jokes and laughter.
I told you something very personal.
I did it in the wrong way, that little kernel.
Just read my message, It explains more.
I really want to get back, To at least half the way it was before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem