when i think of our past i do remember the smiles and laughs.
but now as i look back upon those days tears come to my eyes, and i can barley bear to re-visit the past.
my hands become shaky and my heart is like a flutter.
and what we had is something i wish i had now... but i know that will never sufice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmm interestin. motivation?