leafing through yellow pages
rummaging through dusty memories
a life that has never changed
a love that has never existed
unrequited?
unsaid?
just afraid…
through yellow pages that were not sent
through dusty memories you never had
a life given to someone else
a love that you regretfully hid
painful?
haunted?
just afraid…
a love so longfully kept
a friendship harmoniously nourished
perhaps, i’m just afraid…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem