Was it that night where we first met?
Or was it that night we first kissed?
Which ever night it was, those memories play nonstop
It keeps me up thinking, thinking why we moved so far apart
Time has pushed us far apart, but these memories keep us close
In my mind, we're together, but in reality, we walk different paths
These memories are all i have left
I guess that's all we ever have when that special someone leaves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a touching poem...