I became lost on the way to his heart
he would soon find
that he made his way perfectly to mine.
Thats the problem with directions.
I waited for you
and with the twist of fate
you never came.
Fate or luck.
It could have been luck
that made my heart not break.
I sometimes wondered, 
what could have been, 
I now believe things are better left unexplored.
All that matters is that I'm still alive.
With or without you, I'm still here, 
and I won't be thinking about you anymore.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Emotion well said! **Hugz** CC