I wonder who rubs now your shoulder.
Will you miss me when you are older?
Will you think of me then?
Will you remember when….
with me in bed it was LESS colder?
(2006)
so true - she does miss you, I'm sure and now she has to pay out for an electric blanket too ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only you were a bit bolder And in your arms, you would hold her She would love you then If at that time when 'I love you', you would have told her I enjoyed this one Bri, but in my experience wondering about a 'Lost' love only brings pain and suffering. I think you should heed to Master Yoda's wise counsel when he says that 'Fear is the path to the dark side, fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate and hate leads to suffering'.