Read the love between my lines
because thats what i cant tell you,
thats what i have to hide behind.
Its not all there in words or paper,
and i can't wait,
leave it all to later.
You dont know how many times I've gone to leave
but its our dearest friends that have brought me to my knees,
its okay if I had to choose between you or them,
you stop me from jumping off,
with redstained rocks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.