How does one go back to a life?
Knowing, believing, he may have met his future wife.
When on his every conscious thought,
She is, subconsciously caught?
It's a mystery forever rewritten in history.
Where do I go from here?
Do I stay, or do I go away?
Do I fight to prove that we are meant to be!
Or do I hide and pretend there was never, a 'we”?
How can I, when I think of you and a future,
I view you as a lifelong suture,
For just like any scar,
In my life forever, you are!
For there isn’t a moment since I meet you,
That you haven’t left my mind, thus far.
You have proven to me something I never knew,
That two make one, one of two ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I saw you comment on Annabel Lee, so I decided to come and look, and I'm glad I did. :)