My hands shake as I make my way to you
My knees feel weak when I glance at your face
My heart thumps against my rib cage, echoing through my body.
You stare at me with grace
an angel falling behind
You move forward, unaware of how I’m slipping away.
Deeper.
Into your oblivion of raw emotion and heartache.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem