I was forever your shadow,
The laughter on my face has since died,
The spring in my step is lost,
My tears have also dried.
I no longer like to hear the songs we sang together.
My moods always reflected yours.
I remember and …
a sweet melancholy pierces my heart.
I have no memory of the earlier years
as if I was born only when I met you.
Our lives were so intricately woven.
How then could you leave?
Why then do I survive
when you are no more?
Everything was about you.
I wonder now when we were together if you ever thought
of my identity as separate or was I only a mere reflection of you?
On which altar do I now pour my joys, sorrows, loves and longings.
For I never had anyone other than you not even myself.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem