A Year gone by..
and wishing for you no more..
this broken heart is healing..
mending the piece back to where it must be..
yet, day after day..
every thought leads my mind in wondering what you might just be doing..
You seem to be happier than ever..
I will never mess that up..
so, I'll rip up my love and toss myself up at sea..
Who am I to say..
and what our destiny might be...
Hoping we will meet at a cross walk once again..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem