You were my best friend, thats what i thought,
but that is just everything you're not.
I made space for you everyday of my life,
but what i saw in you was just a lie.
To me, you were everything.
But to you, I'm not even a living thing.
Why did I think so differently?
Why are you a person I need?
I should've known better than to take you as a friend,
this friendship, is something no one can mend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem