Loving you is not heavy
It's like a cycle I never want to end
you are a miracle in a white tee
A gentle soul,
in an unkind world.
Blessed i am,
yet cursed also,
you make broken feel beautiful.
I'm scared, I'll hurt you
With my silence
And distance
With pieces I never show anyone
With you the world feels soft and slow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem