Never easy it is to detach,
And adapt to the loss of an emotional attachment.
Who is born with more than one heart to break?
People with opinions are quick to give them,
When an experience has yet to cause stress.
Or deeply upset with a depressing to express.
There is only one who personally knows,
What it takes to heal from a wound...
To condone without it shown or expose it.
And many times the comprehension of this is misunderstood.
But then again...
Who walks better in the shoes one wears?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem