So many memories have been remembered in my mind,
in September...
with a sound of the rain,
it sweeps all of those memories,
of course for me not to shed my tears anymore.
This flood fills everything around me,
i can't feel anything else,
i am confused with my situation,
in this life no smile like before anymore.
Birthday in first is the happiest moment,
now i sit on this bench to wait for something,
something that impossible to be truth,
i can't ask for more help today.
No love anymore,
wait until the sun sets,
can't believe what i do in past,
only a regret that i pick for today.
She has already forgotten about me,
yeah...even my birthday date,
i'm empty now and no heart,
i'm so sad to see this fact,
whenever i close my eyes in the night,
i always ask myself,
'Does she still remember myself? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is so beautiful and touching. It makes my heart ache. I love the line 'wait untill the sun sets'! I was pulled towards it because I, like the character, (perhaps you?) am born in september! Keep writing. Thanks for sharing.