Was it wrong of me
things went so bad too fast
I could not stay to watch the end
had to get away from it all
The memories we made
I've packed away
in the black leather suitcases
that they arrived in 7 years ago
now I need to try to clear them from my head
But I can still feel the desire
that I had for you
will someone else cure it? ?
and I still feel the caress of your left hand
please just stop it
so I can just rest and escape away
before I go crazy
I know that it's not that simple
most of you will never fade from here
so rather than forget you completely
I will raise a memorial in my mind
to how it once was
and let it stand for now in place
until time wears it away
Very nicely written and very sad. I hope you find peace. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
where was the right hand? oh, 'john'. you are getting into the habit of writing beautiful poems, which the females especially love. i would say that i love it also, but then people might talk. really though, are you sure you aren't some undiscovered-by-the-poetry-publishers great poet like............well, you know, ..........the great ones! ? keep them coming; the girls can't get enough of them! to MyPoemList.....even though i hate love poems. bri :)