A simple few lines
written through buckets of tears
expressing such deep raw emotions
that had been building up for some years
Left only with no other reason
she wrote all her feelings, and then
she tore up the paper she wrote on
and started the letter again
How easy this story was yesterday
when the feeling rose up from the heart
how hard it was now to complete it
without tearing someone apart
So she wrote down the words with emotion
as the tear stains drew lines on her face
she could not help how it was now ending
that this love would be hard to replace
As she finished the letter she lied
the world wasn't going to end
and the line that she wrote wasn't truthful
she hoped he could still be her friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very familiar story to many. Thank you for sharing it.