The monotony of normality,
The terror of change,
That place in betwee,
Where these feelings are strange.
The nostalgia of the past,
Comfort of the present
Fear of the future,
It is never pleasant.
Looking at the page,
Staring at the emptiness,
Remembering some memories,
Realising this change is for the best.
You're happiness, to me
Is priority number one.
Don't tell me because I know,
This seems strange to some.
In my heart forever,
Somewhere she will be.
Never to be replaced by anyone.
Just remembered by me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem