I woke up at 2.. thinkin it was 5..
saw the moon lit up..
and I thought of you.
guitar on my bed side..
I've learned to play..
A song that I've been singin..
since you've gone away..
(If only little things like that.. could make a difference.. wouldnt that be great? Never let the one you love go... chase after dreams.. and live life the Best you can..)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem