I wondered how the silence of the night made me cry
Was it because forgetting you was all a lie?
I had the dose of my own medicine, and it killed me
How I wished it did, and never had awaken with your memories
The thought of you still made me my eyes spark and my lips smile
It was my lifeline before but now it may cause me to die
How can an innocent and pure love be this cruel?
It made me ecstatic, but in one snap,it reverse how I feel
Even in my years of existence, I can never fathom the depth of love
Especially in moments when all I could hear were my tiny sobs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
innocent love so cruel..in terms of interpretation..finely set