I'm trying not to think of you,
I'm trying to forget,
How far away, I am from you,
And how we've never met.
I'm trying not to think of you,
And all I feel is pain,
I loved you, Oh so long ago,
And never knew your name.
I'm trying not to think of you,
You're song, you're sweet refrain,
But images of you still come,
My efforts are in vain.
I'm trying not to think of you,
How hard, It is to try!
But now I know, I love you so,
And, Will, until I die.
Yes, it can happen in a mysterious way, the roads that lead to Love are many and varied. You understood it perfectly, querida amiga, poetisa tanben Strange feeling but real EXACT The roads that lead to Love, Are many and mysterious, A Map, we don't have of, This feeling, so Delirious
Thank you, Mr Murphy that was what I wanted to achieve, unconsciously, because the feelings are real. You're comment made my days. Thanks again for your kindness.
Love without knowing, strange feelings but real! ! ! Beautiful! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sandra, Sweet and sentimental, nice to see this. So many put up shields and won't show how they feel, myself included. QtR