I wish I could talk to her again like how we used to
Like we were the only two people on earth
I wish I could see her smile one more time
I wish I could hear her laugh one more time
I wish I could hold her in my arms again
I wish I would of gotten that first date with her
That first kiss
I wish I would of told her I loved her
I wish she would of never commited suicide last year
I wish I was there to talk to her when she needed me
I wish I could hold her as she cries
I wish I could run away with her
I hate myself for just holding back the fact that I loved her, and never told her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem