I left the year without a single tear;
My heart’s desire became a fading fire.
I wanted to leave without reason to grieve.
I got my wish; I didn’t cry,
But in the corner of my eye,
I saw my heart’s desire become a fading fire.
I left the school walking out so cool.
I always wonder if I’ll return
To visit friends or with intention to burn
Bridges of a few so-called “friendships.”
You and I were so cool together,
But I wonder if you’ll remember
The times I’d slip and trip
On our thin ice bridge of friendship,
And the times my cries would thunder
Until you let waters of troubled times run under.
How much longer until I’m a forgotten memory?
How much longer until you can’t remember me?
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