How can something so wonderful
so unforgetable, so touching,
be left in the past?
If it were really love things would have
turned out better I think.
but as I guessed I didn't mean that much
I was left,
forgotten and in the past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
memories..u truly are spectacular and ur imaginations and thoughts are truly genuine! marvelous work!