For when we first met
My feelings begin to creep up on me
To say I have love is a cliche
To say I have lost would be an understatement
Lust & love complete bliss
Only if I could get one kiss
I can only wish
Personally, our connection is a bust
Full of utter lies and hushed fiction
I did love you with everything I had
2 years have passed since we first met
This is the day I most regret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is giving not getting. No regret. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.