Wanting to be with you
making memories that last.
My only regret,
not meeting in the past.
Maybe it was fate
maybe I should have asked.
But either way
our love was stashed.
Neither of us willing to say
'it wasn't meant to be.'
We'll just wait for another day,
and tell everyone 'you'll see.'
That it was meant to be,
forever you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really think some things are meant to be. I especially like the last three lines > 'We'll just wait for another day.....'etc. I think true love is like that. This poem-Nice, short and sweet. Thank you for stopping by.