Признание в любви тем, кто забыл меня
This is not a poem. It's not a cute excerpt, nor it is A declaration of love, To the ones who forgot me. This is not a poem. This is not the line where Your heart feels pain and The next line is not about How you wished to die Drowning in the sea. This is not a poem. This is not a remembrance Of the secrets we shared, The stolen smiles or how Your hands fit perfectly into mine. I'm telling you, This is not a poem about How love ruins...