Emotionally unstable;
I am currently unable
To figure out who I am,
Who you are,
What we will be.
I’m out to deify
Your soul; I can’t deny
This task I’ve undertaken.
Because you were my savior
When I felt I was forsaken
By the entire world –
My tragedy’s ending had finally unfurled.
Who am I? And who are you?
These answers are undetermined.
Wondering if I’ll stick by you?
At the very least, I’m determined.
A more curious question:
What will we be after summer?
Am I losing you already?
That would be such a bummer…
What will the end of summer bring?
(Besides the fall, or my downfall) .
Without you, I’ll grow numb;
Your heart warmed me like the sun
When these seasons grew cold.
All I can do now is enjoy the spring
With you and your heart of gold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem