We type words that,
We can't tell each other face to face,
And all that is a flirt.
We say comforting lies and bit of the truth,
It's like love from first sight,
With a distance over it.
Love with borders unknown,
Secrets are filled inside of it,
And so is the purpose of gaining love.
When the end comes,
A little bit of success,
When at first it was love over the internet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem