a year has passed
one year
since we chose this path
an empty promise to ourselves
a year has passed
one year
since we started this game
an innocent whisper to ourselves
it seems to long
and you say we've changed so much
a year has passed
one year
since we imagined this day
a pretty painting of ourselves
it seems so long
and you say we've changed so much
a year has passed
one year
but the scenery still looks the same
and I'm still here
I'm always here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem!