I sacrificed you
So you didn’t have to
For what you didn’t want to lose.
And in the end how could I ask?
That would have been your task...
The one thing you would not choose.
This one I regret a little more
Than I do the other
With whom after all this time
I feel nothing but betrayed…
My choice is made
And it cannot be any other
For in choosing between we three
The only choice...is me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem