Dear Jaime
I liked you so much
And I never saw
You were a hore
But I felt in love
And is good to know
That you got what you deserve
Moneyless, employee from him
Your ugly boyfriend, don’t have future then
Dear Edwin
I loved you so
At least I thought
That I felt in love
But I was wrong
And I know you’re alone
What a sad life that of your
Having many boyfriends
Every week,
The life is great, and you’ll pay
As you are doing now
For all the tears I dropped
When you took me for a joke
Dear Mauro
You use to be so great
Making me laugh of everything
But you where emotional unavailable
And made my passive-aggressiveness my own thing
No matter how many Greek stories you told me
About Apollo and his loves
You rather the free sex, instead a home
And but the way, the money and your last name
You work as slave and in your hands it fades away
And the good thing,
Not for you of course but me,
I suffered so much, as ideas you don’t have
But time is great, life is good, and god exist
I saw his face in Anders’ gleam
He looked more inside that anyone else did
He loves me tenderly, and he showed to me
And the most important thing I love him tenderly
You all were simply trash, with flies in the back yard
And thought I thought I loved
Everyone and each of you
But now I know, that this my last words
For you musketeers
With your dulls simple life, you’ll be ashamed
Mean while I have the man, the one
The lord, the sir, the perfect guy
Who for always had won my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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