It is just pass midnight
Yet she stil refuses to belive that it was the last goodbye
Or wasn't it?
Sitting alone thinking & praying
She doesn't want to be alone
It hurts bad, so sad
Yet she stil refuses to belive
That yes, it was the last goodbye
Or was it not?
Life can be sad, so painful, so unfair
Sitting alone in tears
That flow through her cheeks, thinking...
I do not wana be alone
Praying this wasn't the last goodbye
Nobody feels her, understand her
As she doesn't want to be alone.
Tragedy happens, life moves on
But through all this events
Noboby seems to understand.
Her reflection brings
Tears of joy & hurt,
That are just flashes of memories untold
She wants not to be alone,
Was it the last goodbye?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem