Kiss on the hand.
Kiss on the cheek.
A simple kiss on the lips.
That simple thing that you did change me.
It gave simple little hope that one day we could be.
I asked you once I ask you twice, what do you want?
You were sweet and asked me what I really wanted.
I wanted to be more than friends and you know that.
Yet here I am still with you and your simple kiss on the hand,
kiss on the cheek, and little simple kiss on the lips.
And then you say just friends.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its sad b/c its happened to most ppl b4 i love it