my last words to you
before i die-
you lost your chance
to be that loving person,
that shoulder to cry on,
that perfect boy.
you lost your chance
when you said those words.
i don't care.
i don't need you.
that hurt, boy,
and so you lost.
i'm not a mindless
idiot for you to play with.
before i die,
my last words for you-
why would i care
for someone who
renounced me before
i had a chance to even
like you?
boy, just think. listen.
i hear your voice lie to me-
i know that you want
what you can't have.
you lost your chance.
i've died,
and you'll never get that
chance again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem