If we were still close,
If we were still friends,
I would have given you a beautiful rose,
I would have given you my heart without bends.
I would have told you whatever happened.
I would have spoken to you in my every moment.
Since then, neither has my love flattened,
Nor has my love for another been at all potent.
It is you who I still dream about.
It is you whose presence I still desire.
I accept this without a doubt, and
I still ignite our infertile fire.
One day will come,
When you will be mine again.
When calculating this sum,
I've forseen our utmost gain.
It's time you accept this fact.
It's time you come back to me.
With myself I've taken a pact,
To show you the depths of my love sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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