When you read this message of mine
perhaps l will be filled with tears deep inside
and your world will swerve, because when you read it
perhaps I wont even be alive
before I say goodbye to you
I watched the deceitful happiness’s in your old pictures
I cursed and cried
I felt drunk without drinking
I felt dizzy constantly thought about you
but I don’t have the strength to tell you my feelings any more
this poem doesn’t have words
it doesn’t have composition
I have died I don’t have the life to wrap you around
I have loved you so much
but the person who loved you is no more alive
the person who loved you doesn’t exist any more
this person who love you express his feelings through poem
and he can not share his pain with his friends
you hurt me in such a way I no more have the strength to tell you