Empty envelopes where love letters used to lie safely,
their odor of perfume permeating the atmosphere with
the love we had for one another.
Victory we thought was ours can no longer be, for we
have been separated unnecessarily and have no room to
be separated on purpose.
There's no more succor in life for death has taken
everything and left us with nothing at all, it doesn't
feel the same without you, but what can I say?
There's no words left to express the emptiness and
abandonment left within my heart now, there's just a
void where my heart used to be when we were together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem