the first time i met you,
was on a winter's eve.
the sky was filled with shades of pink,
dropping the snow on my sleeve.
sitting on my couch,
i would wonder.
what was in you,
that made my heart wander.
every time you passed by me,
my heart beat would run like a bullet train
the empty sky filled with sunshine,
would suddenly rain.
the last time i saw you,
was with another girl.
the sky was empty of pink,
i never thought my heart to this extent would sink.
arriving of the winter,
still bothers my mind.
but my heart feels welcomed,
as it reminds me of the first time i met you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem