You came back asking for forgivness.
Storming with tears saying you were wrong.
You said without me you felt empty, you felt loneliness.
That you remembered me with everything especially my favorite song.
After last time you were screaming goodbye.
Not caring for my feelings not a bit..not at all.
Me, sitting on the side of the couch and i sigh.
My hand on my cheeks i felt standing an a egde of a hole about to fall.
You slammed with anger&force the door.
A reminder that u didn't really care.
Everything was blooming i felt i am in war.
Not really realising if what you were doing was really fair.
So, why are you coming back after all these years.
To open the wounds or to heal them.
From a long time i gave up on you yeild my spears.
Half of the feelings you took when u left, the rest the years killed them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem