I once wrote a poem
And it was about you
No
It was for you
But you never got it
And probably never will
In this poem I wrote about your greatness
About you
All of you
The way you'd sigh
& tell me that everything would be alright
Now your gone
And it feels so long
Since I've heard you say those words
It's all so blurred
Yet here's another poem to you
That you'll probably never get
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem