You thought you loved me,
You said you loved me,
You kissed me,
You touched me.
Now you’re gone
You fled.
But I’m still here,
And I remember,
My body remembers.
You left fingerprints all over me
But no one could find them.
Or maybe they’re not fingerprints,
Maybe they’re just bleeding wounds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem