The steps walk back to me,
the memories
become only mine, come back
for me
all the love I had given you.
Come back every beat of the
heart that
I had given you, and I meet again
after
of disappointments.
I took back to the creator the
stars,
constellations and the galaxies that
were for you as proof of my
faithful love.
A love you are not worthy of having from me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem