Remembering the days
When I'd sit and cry
Remembering the nights
When I wanted to die
But remembering the day
When I met you
And remembering the day
When we really knew
Knew about how we felt
And nothing could stop us
Until the day came,
And you created the fuss.
Remembering that night
And remembering the tears
Trying to remember the day
When you fought all the fears
But my main fear
Could not be fought
My fear was here
And you left me to rot
Rot in the pain
Rot in the calls
Rot in the tears
And rot in my fall
After all this time,
I thought we were through
Appearently not
Cause look what you do
You know I'm happy
And you know I've moved on
But I know I'll be hurt
After your gone
I'll always remember
The nights we've had
Chatting on the phone
And texting like mad
I'll remember the things
You've said to me
The words that made me smile
And the things that made me see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think the following phrase can be told not only abt life, but also abt love... if u`d had a true love and it`s gone, u stay with emptiness inside, but if it was fake, u stay with a shame inside... nice work, passionate, painfully painted