The lines of our stories written in our heart,
Nothing can erase even if we try,
To pull apart them until we break inside,
walk away with tears in our heart,
The fool times and crazy moment,
The moonlight hurt my broken heart.
I know you feel the same, But
hiding your scratch will never change
My feelings for you and you will always
Be part of my day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true the water of river may gone and past but stories of passion in written at their path so river if comes back will flow through heart