Coming one last time in my hands…
My love for you, strong as a tower stands
Unshaken, for infinity stays,
But you left saying: “Love has its ways.”
These ways shattered my heart away,
Blown next to you, where it will always stay.
You love her, that’s what I’ve been told,
And I, without you, In sunlight, I feel cold.
My body is shivering, coldness filled my core…
This is hard to handle, I can’t go on anymore.
Don’t you feel it in the deepness of your soul,
A little piece, scattered away, a little hole?
This poem was written/submitted by Mervet Ziane.