It may start with 'Hello'
It may start with 'Who are you? '
It may start with 'Whoa, did you see that! ? '
It may start with 'You're the new guy? '
It may start with 'Missing something? '
Whatever those first words may be, love's first words come rushing out like a warm summer breeze. Treasure those words forever,
Or else they shall be forgotten forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem