Dear his name that i cant remember.
I met you in late december.
your name I choke on everytime.
getting caught saying your mine.
Is it to late to go to the past.
Time was short it moved to fast.
I remember your lips on mine.
How we had the greatest time.
I remember your arms holding me tight.
promising me a life that is right.
And now here I am searching your name.
Searching for something that could be the same.
but it hurts to much to say it aloud.
Staring into a face in the clouds.
Hoping you remember me.
Hoping for something that couldnt be.
Dear his name i cant remember.
I met you late in december.
I should of known it from the start.
'cause your the jerk who broke my heart.
Wow relates to something i have felt before! ! ! ! very nice :)
wow. great job. i think i have a new favorite poet! seriously though you are so very talented. this is a great poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very good poem. I think no matter what age you are you can feel this one. I love the fact you played up on the emotion you hurt me but you never knew you did it. Because I am stronger than you will ever know.. Very good poem.