I remember that day my dear friend lost her baby for her third time.
She cried to me all night, I tried my best to console her but no matter I did she still couldn't forgive herself.
Like was her fault, like she did something wrong.
I we texted and talked all night as she was on her way to the hospital.
I don't know where her boyfriend was, he should have been there by her side through entire traumatic event.
She eventually stopped trying and came to the conclusion some women just can't kids.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem