I loved you when the winds blew.
I called you when the tears fell.
I kissed you beneath the truth.
And when I walked away to say good-bye to you.
I'd rather eat smoke and fire then be without you.
I'd die over a million times to be next to you.
I'd run backwards for miles to find you.
If only I could see you one last time or hear your voice.
If I could take back deaths choice, and remind you of love.
If only I could save you from you, you might be still be alive.
To wish upon a prayer and have God hear it.
To hug you and still feel it.
To talk to you and hear it.
Just a hour thought just another day I'll have to say good-bye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem