What hurts me the most of all
Are my expectations from you
To even reverberate echoes,
If replies does not suit to you.
Maybe I assumed too much
That maybe you could love me
The way I love you,
Even if I knew from the start
That I couldn't be someone for you.
But tell me why can't you stare
At me for too long
When our eyes meet somewhere along.
Tell me why you've been hiding
Something from me
Even though I have already shown
My most naked soul to you.
I am now thinking,
How can I survive this feeling,
A void so vast between us,
Despite the feeling
That we want to be with each other,
The way we both hide
In the places we used to be free,
Or maybe
I am just assuming?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem