Remembrance
All day long, in perfect rhythm, I remember you,
hundreds of times, without fail.
And even beyond rhythm, in chaos and chance,
in games, in whims, in unwilling thoughts,
still, I remember you.
Yet see, I don’t even have the right to tell you that I do.
Be the Example
If I say, “My head hurts,”
press your sweet lips softly upon my forehead.
If I say, “My heart feels heavy,”
lay me gently on your chest.
When fever burns through my sleepless nights,
become my bed in that burning night.
And when I speak the meaning of love,
you be the living example of it.
Alone
Life itself doesn’t even know how it’s passing.
Love, friendship, company, I had them all once.
Now there’s nothing left beside me.
As far as my eyes can see in this creation of God,
perhaps there is no one more lonely than I.
May the Good Be Yours
We once dreamed of so many beautiful things together,
yet today, you’re gone.
Strange destiny leaves me only to lose and to pray.
So I pray,
if you couldn’t be mine, does that make our good moments worthless?
No, let those good things still be yours,
be yours and his, the one who now has you.
The Fierceness of Hatred
The heart where I built you a palace,
you shattered it, left behind only stones,
and stones, by nature, are hard.
Now I only wish,
that even news of my death never reaches your ears.
Waiting for your return would be foolish foresight indeed.