It's weird how much I used to love things that I no longer think about.
How can love fade if it's supposed to be such a strong force?
I used to know every note of this song.
Now I can't even remember what it's about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Rima. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks