You and I,
we can't be friends.
I'm sorry
yet again.
You and I are
the only people
who know
of the terrible
mistake I made.
You and I know what
this means.
We are not one
anymore;
we are not happy
in unity.
Don't worry.
This doesnt change anything.
All will be
well and good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent thoughts on a situation not mean to be,