To the unknown people which we so adore, promised yourself 'I would find myself in this situation no more'.
But what could you do as they slowly crept through the door towards a heart that still is sore.
Every breath with them you want to cherish every memory you you want to keep.
But deep inside you know that departure and neglect will soon be impossible to bear.
So all you can do is just sit and stare wondering where you went wrong for them to have given you such a devilish glare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem