My mind is foggy,
like a winter morning,
when snow blankets the trees,
turning the world into a fairytale.
Winter awakens memories
I tried to bury deep,
never to be uncovered.
Yet all I want is to return,
to feel it all over again.
I don't want to endure the storm—
I just want to live,
to embrace the fleeting joy
that winter brings.
But while the world is at peace,
my mind is at war.
This winter, I wish I had known—
loving you would mean losing myself.
If I walk away now,
I will set the bridge ablaze,
and no matter how the flames beckon,
I will never return.
It's over.
The snow covers the pain we shared.
I love you,
but I have to let you go.
I tried to mend us,
but every thread snapped,
and I called it my failure.
I closed the door behind me,
but I never locked it.
Maybe next winter,
light will guide you back to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem