Compatible, a love that has past
So many memories of a lost love
Flashback of a dream.
Soft music with a sad sad melody,
Tears fill his eyes like a lonely boy.
Comfort from a soft hand,
She lays a finger on his chin
Dried tears on the side of his face.
Memories that has a point in returning
Won’t be forgotten just a space that’s been filled
In his mind
♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem