i give you all
my heart and soul
i keep nothing
except this self
unto itself
heartless and
without soul
i must accept the
final fact
that it was not me
that you wanted.
(i could have said it
bluntly, it was not
me that you love
that you pretended
sometimes that you
wanted)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem