Those moments when I'm with you,
Just a few months ago,
Could never make me think that i would feel this way right now,
But cruel, cursed damn TIME,
How could it make everything fall,
Fall into their coldest state,
The more I think of you,
The more I want those memories to come back,
But even though it hurts a lot,
Some pleasure I get from it still is worth it,
As I close my eyes,
I came to realize,
That I shouldn't cross the line,
For some flowers are better left alone,
Than to pick it up and wilt,
This time, I'm in my saddest state,
For a picture of us overflows my mind,
And the more I let it devour me,
The more I feel empty in the chest,
The more I fell this load in my throat,
And the more I want to cry,
I have loved you already,
And you have always been that force that keeps me going,
But now, you want it to wilt,
I can never hate you no matter what,
Because I loved you so much,
Now I have this pain in my heart again,
How I wish I could smash it and end it again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
(A grief poem... I included this one but only because I feel that I need something to mend me)