At the beginning of our story
everything seemed fine.
We were both together
writing every line.
Sooner or later
the pages must come to an end.
But I didn't know
that'd make me lose my best friend.
Now the story of lovers
have turned to enemies.
I thought our story was romance
but turned out to be a tragedy.
I tried to change the ending
but that's beyond my control.
A happily ever after
isn't something that can be stole.
The last line is goodbye
I won't be missing you.
Our last chapter is done.
Our story is now through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem