My first love, My friend;
My beating heart, my soul
would always wait for you
and for your love to fall.
The way the birds hope for sun,
The way the farm hopes for rain.
In the same way, I would always be there
looking for your footsteps on the lane.
But, I would just plead to you
that forget me like a nightmare;
For I'll bring tears in your eyes
And my name would make you sad as its shared.
You are to me like
a lovely dream come true,
And till the end of time
my bosom shall beat only for you.
That's all what I could say,
for I am short of words.
I wanna shed tears in your arms,
but I have a lack of cause.
Life shall go on making
the moments of memories few;
Though I would be present with everyone
but my heart shall always remain only with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.