they always say you will remeber how
it all began.
the firsts of love.
i remember loving touches,
kissing nozzles,
caring cuddles.
holding hands just because we wanted to.
the love look we gave each other.
ill always remember the beging.
but what ill remember the most is the end.
i remember hurtful words,
cussing and yelling,
screaming and fighting.
everyday, something new.
the pain in my eyes, the fire in hers.
it fell apart at the seams.
ill always remember our beging,
it was like magic,
and i almost could touch it.
but ill never forget the end,
it was like posion,
and it overtook me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem