It is terrible inside.
It is even more terrible to feel that I could never get better.
Everything seems to go wrong from the point that I walked away from us
But going back could never fix it
Isn't it ridiculous?
It was me who can't no longer stand you.
It is me who can't get rid of the idea of you.
It's simply terrible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem