Yet Still I Am

How easily you forgot me!

Still,
to get through this whole life…
the neglect I received from you—
seems acceptable to me.

When you went away...so far away…
counting the moments of that path...
night falls at last.

Still, we don't meet,
we don't speak—
in the decay of knowing each other...
only time's regret.

In unfamiliarity, it wastes away…
a heap of feelings.
I have accepted this anguish…
still, I remain.