I miss you.
I want to go back.
But I fear what might happen.
Will history repeat itself?
Is it worth the risk?
I guess I will have to find out.
Cause I can’t go on wondering.
I don’t want to look back, and regret what could have been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
people like you make me want to write more and more! well rit. 'write on'