This table for one is unbearable and where I am found,
by myself, all alone,
there`s nothing to do except stare into the ground.
Waiting for my date that said someday he`d be there,
I have been waiting a while
I`m starting to think its all a joke, does he even care.
At first I thought he really truly did,
but I am unsure so I`m going to wait here and see at this table for one where I sit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem