автор: eurochild

Proud,
Because of his principles
Curious,
Cause of the fortuities
Bold,
Because of his past
Incredulous,
Cause of the tenderness
Alone,
Because of his eagerness
Selfish,
Cause of the years
Unforgivable,
Because of his eyes
Idle,
Caused by the absence
of mine.
There is no us.
There is only me left.

To D***