When I closed my eyes
in the dead of night,
my mind recalled
the lonely memories
of yesterday.
Even up until my deep sleep,
the tearful past visited
me in my dream.
To let the beat
of my heart feel
the melancholy.
When I opened my eyes,
the visiting days of yore
had yet to say goodbye;
for me to reminisce
the bittersweet time
when you were here with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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