GoodBye
Sayonara my friend,
At first, I tried to live without you,
Asking thousands of questions to myself,
How much more do I have to wait?
How many sleepless nights do I have to spend?
Until I see you again?
At some point,
I said I'm gonna erase you,
But I couldn't let you go,
I missed you, my friend,
But in the end,
I gotta let go of you,
I am ready to let you go!
~yamuka
This poem is about:
Me