One after the other,
I'm losing them left and right.
Friend after friend,
they are leaving my sight.
For stupid reasons I try and fight.
But I am weak and sore.
I can't keep going on with this,
it hurts to my very core.
Losing a friend never gets easier,
despite everything I still feel sympathetic,
no...I can't go through that again.
Is it me, am I just pathetic?
Maybe friends are just not my thing.
After all, I have my love.
Who needs anything else but that?
The only friend I need, is my beloved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem