God's Objection

Listen,
it comes to me sometimes—
suddenly I can't breathe,
my body grows cold,
and I think this is it, I'm about to die...

Everyone knows
how many close people I have—
but am I truly theirs?

Who is really mine?
I don't want anyone to waste
even a single tear for me.

Yet somehow, I don't know why,
your face floats before my eyes!
You coming to rest your hand on my head—
how deeply I long for that.

I am nothing to you,
our acquaintance too is something like
a gust of wind—
there's so much you don't know about me,
perhaps I never really existed
in your thoughts at all, did I?

Still, you've come to know all my feelings—
though I told you myself.

Do you know what I think?
When you love someone deeply
you can never be with that person!
Only in burning fever,
or hidden from all promises—
you can hold that feeling pressed against your chest.

To preserve love's permanence—
God refuses to grant us such happiness
for very long in this world.