i guess i moved on..
thought bout you way to often.
now im just tired, and looking for love,
once again.
i thought i given up.
but when i least expect it,
it found me.
not in a way i expected it to be..
but still.. wonderful in its way.
i could never tell you,
'i like you'
just for the simple fact that..
im scared.
but i swear..
one day you'll know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So much about the JOY of living is the unexpected. When you're down with lost love, remain aware of the unexpected. Time takes care, Richard