At times I wonder
how she can so easily
decide on the dot
that she feels nothing for me.
Still I wonder how love
can vaporise by it self,
as if it was never there.
What does a relationship mean
when you darling fails you,
at the time of your worst crises
and you still
spend your last pennies on her.
Still I want to try again,
but one more time
I cannot get from her
and I do not know
how to get though to her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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