The book for you and me has closed..
The memories there will never fade,
The fact that it was written in pen proves so
You shut the book hard, and threw it away.
So the memories I have I will hold close to my heart.
And hope that when you walk past the place we met,
The place we kissed.
That you'll remember me,
Or at least a name.
Because then I know that book,
Will never e forgotten.
And even if I may…
The memory of a girl you once loved there,
Never will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem