It Doesn'T Matter Poem by Stephan van Pinksteren

Falling in love made me fragile,
Being alone made me weak.

In the end,
It doesn't matter.
For the one who has felt sadness.

The eternal night made me see,
What I couldn't see in the light.

In the end,
It doesn't matter,
For the one who has dreamed loneliness.

Turning your back to me was a sign,
By looking at me you made it clear.

In the end,
It doesn't matter.
For the one who speaks emptiness.

With your hart you made me happy,
With your soul you made me blind.

In the end,
It doesn't matter.
For the one who has seen darkness.