It is not what you think it is -
it is not any of those things.
It isn’t memories or love
or dreams of engagement rings.
It isn’t something that we share -
it’s not something ‘ours’ any more.
It’s not the thing that made ‘us’ us,
or the thing that we waited for.
It doesn’t matter what you say -
that day, to me, is just a day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Negating every thing means aiming at something.i think you have already got it. Making it simple by using 'just' is no way to escape stress