Even though I know better,
I just can't let you go,
You have become part of my routine,
Although I doubt I'm part of yours.
I think of you;
Every minute of the day,
But i doubt I even cross your mind,
I know I should let you go,
But somehow I can't get you out of my mind.
You are my poison,
My toxic love,
My bad habit,
My worse mistake.
But little by little,
Step by step
day by day...
I'll let you go,
You will become nothing but a memory...
You will be, what I was to you...
... Nothing at all.
Eve
I
I
I
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I would like to translate this poem
I'll let you go, You will become nothing but a memory... You will be, what I was to you... ... Nothing at all..love is always a mystery.... how we react and how we respond....... how love lives a life long or breaks up.. everything is a mystery...... thank you dear poetess. tony