I just want this winter rain to wash it all away
All my anger and regrets to let my dreams bloom again
Sometime I imagine no routine
That’s a sad example I should be out living it not just dreaming it
Lets just leave it like that.
Theres nothing in this world that would motivate me like that
Just want to sit here and imagion what it would be like if we had never met
Can this be just a broken heart talking now?
Or can this be my mind wondering about?
Could we just be playing around?
Or are we just about ready to walk out?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem