The Unlamented Tears Poem by Giacobbe Hwansa

I may not be sure,
If you love me or not.
I can't speak that through words.
I tried to find the words within,
Do I really matter to them-
Or you're too scared to speak that through!

I heard the whispers of calling upon my
name in your heart,
Should I call this a deja vu?
Or was it, you were truly whispering
through?

Oh my love,
Will we ever make amends of it?
I can't call your name before
this boisterous world,
I can't even write a letter of it.

Oh my love,
I want us to let our souls walk through
And lay together.

Oh my love,
You can't be divided nor can't be estranged,
Don't go to pluck the other roses,
Don't let the other moons shine on you.

Oh my love,
I wrote you these words through
the thread of my unlamented tears.