I met her , she hugged me offline. It was like love at first side, feels developed faster. we kissed and started visiting each other, the bond grow bigger. It was meant to last.
Days became longer without her presence and shorter when I was with her. The relation went far with full of lies, little truth told it was a rough few years.
Like was in all the celebrations we had, pictures we took for remembrance deleted and burned.
We never got to love but we been somewhere, lost in moments. Poet Matlapa Maphologela
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem