Foolish love, that’s all it was,
A foolish girl, that’s all I am,
Yet here we are, and I’m still loving,
I’ll try to forget, but I can’t guarantee.
Feelings to strong to be forgotten
Sometimes lay dormant in my soul,
Yet other times, like a tiger leaping,
Spring to the surface, no longer cold.
The fires of passion burn anew,
The torch is lit, but will it kindle
A love for me, a love for us,
And then I know, there won’t be an us.
We’ll be just friends, the best of friends,
Nothing more, but to tell the truth,
I’ll always care, I’ll always love,
I’ll always wish it could have been more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem