Goodbye. This is the last words you hear from me.
No I love you no i miss you. Just goodbye with a
plain cold voice unchanging in pitch or manner.
You will wander for all time what was I thinking
what was I feeling if anything. Why did I only say
goodbye. Not even after your dying breathe will
you know. This word will forever make you mine.
This word will never let you have peace. In a way
this is most cruel for you can never find love all will
see the scar I leave you with. These thoughts will
do more to you than anyone ever could. They will
leave no visable pain but longing deep within your
soul. It is truly amazing what this one word can do
you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem