we have decided
to call it quits,
just that. just that.
in one blink of your
eye
after, everything is closed.
everyone
ceases.
i would have uttered...
it is for the both of us.
it is good.
i have not dared.
it is not that respect for
the good times.
the end of everything
as you well know is the soundless
fall
in slow motion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem