If with loosing that and now that you have I must.
You stopped loving little by little, I am by you loved.
When if ever I stopped that I loved little by little.
Bursting suddenly, it was I whom for you forgot to.
Because of me then you do not have to be hurt.
You already forgot me, for the sake of the other.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem