I write words I do not know my heart expresses.
When I said I love you, I meant it.
Former doubts have crept in.
I wanted more, and with you I never get it.
Only now do you begin to open up.
The Lucas that desired this from you, might not care.
I resent the love you held back.
Now it all seems to have come back for you.
I am the mirror you sought to escape.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem