you once
had best friends
time breaks
bonds
you refuse to
accept
broken friendships
you hope
someday
that relationships
repair
and heal
themselves
you move on
rethinking
promising that
you can
live alone
online
chats are
everywhere
nothing serious
about
long lasting
and true
friendships
they cause pain
during
break-ups
too many
unkind words
said
others come back
for some
utilitarian
reasons and
you have learned
a lot
nothing lasts really
friendships are
like promises
like things that you
take in the house
and simply
outlive their
importance
or need
or use
yes, it has always
been the use
you are not
that
never a user
and
they are
and will always
be
and so
here you are
chatting with
yourself
in some kind
of poetry
you always plant
the seeds here
and there is no
pain in
seeding
you never get
the chance
to taste
its fruits anyway
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem