Looking through pictures of what we used to be
young faces
old image
but the moments we shared are still new to me
we have been in a drawer collecting dust
and I know keeping us, is stupid but
your the only person I could ever really trust.
I just wanna call you
I just wanna talk to you
tell you how I feel
give you love
coz I finally know its real
I sit in sorrow feeling like no one understands
when I go out all I see is happy couples holding hands
I'm looking for someone like me
I whish I could find someone like me
to make me laugh
but all I have
is you
and your a photograph.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem