Did you see her on the bus or on the train?
It's been years, but I still feel the pain.
She was the only one who meant anything to me.
I used to think of her constantly.
I remember how she helped me through night after night.
Our love used to be oh so right.
I wonder if she looks the same as when I knew her.
I used to write love poems to her.
Did she mention what it was like when we were together?
It still breaks my heart that it didn't last forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem