I can not feel,
Whatever it was you left to expect.
Still here to appear.
As if not to go.
From where it was so long ago.
I can not feel,
What you say to you I freely gave.
I did not stay,
Awaiting your return.
All I remember is your leaving.
And whatever it was I felt to go,
Also left to disappear.
And I since then,
Have had no concern about you returning.
To re-connect to whatever you expect,
For me to accept and feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem