I onced smiled but it went away.
He brought back that smile and
I smiled and laughed like no other day.
I slowly was falling;
falling in love again.
But you can't have what isn't yours.
You can't love a heart that is already loved.
So you let him go, holding on to his memory.
Wishing that you could let him know.
And at the end your left alone, with no more smiles.
That you can hold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed this. Maybe another smile will show up soon. I give you mine for free..(((smile)))