She asked me to write her a letter, maybe by this she'll know me better. But the point is, that I always miss, her name, her face and every place we've been there together. It's strange, how we started this? How two free souls become tied together?
She asked me to write her a letter, maybe by this I'll remember her better. But the point is, that I'll never forget anything about her...never. She's always there with me... forever.
She asked me to write her a letter, maybe by this she'll feel closer, better. But what matters is that: I have a place in her heart, a place I'll never depart, a place as a start, but will get bigger and better.
She asked me to write her a letter; surely by this, I guess, she's not asking for just a letter. But what matters is, how she feels each time she reads my words and letters. It's the sweetness she feels inside, when she touches my heart and reads my mind. But to be true, I love you so, that you'll never know how much love I have for you.
Strange but true, that love changes you: your mind, heart and soul. Giving birth to a new creature not as before; someone writing letters because she asked so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this poem and seemingly old fashioned letters.