Our story will never be written
As there is no beginning nor ending
Unlike the season
Where spring marks the beginning of life
For nature to celebrate
And winter for nature to hibernate
Our love is seasonless
It comes and goes like the moon
But always coming back
It appears suddenly when we thought it is over
Because deep in our hearts
We know our love is without time
And our story will remain untold and unwritten
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even the hardest hearts can be reached with persistence. and love. You can withhold your love from others but it's always in the heart. 10