There is nothing else to be lost or gained. The subject to me, meaningless. Nothing will change and hearts will be broken. Only time can mend, and one day he will look back. Not a single person saved from such crossfire, between the once loved and the one that was forgotten.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Parallel Life.