I listen as you whisper words of silence,
I watch as you walk in shadows,
I hope with nothing to hope for,
I wait as the agony grows.
I tell people how I met you,
They answered full of glee,
But I tell them I don’t like you,
Cause that’s the truth you see.
That night was an illusion,
Nothing seemed real,
I thought that I was dreaming,
But then I know just what I feel.
I felt nothing really,
Just the pouncing of my heart,
It was weird how it would hasten,
Whenever we’re apart.
Every night was creepy,
I felt an awkward sting,
That vanishes then pains me,
Then leaves me hanging by a string.
I wasn’t in my steady state,
My routine was out of place,
I couldn’t read or study,
I would only stare in space.
I tried to figure out why,
Why you always cross my mind,
I tried to understand it,
But maybe I was blind.
Blinded by denial,
And blinding what I feel,
Blinding what’s inside me,
And blinding what was real.
No music satisfied me,
I was aching for something,
Then I felt a sudden rush inside,
That changed everything.
I tried to ignore it,
I tried to shove it out,
Out of my head, out of my heart,
What’s this all about?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem