When I cry, I think of you.
Memories and the things we'd do
A million words we'd never said
And some things I did, I do regret
Can I hold you again? Because I wouldn't let go..
I still love and miss you, just thought you should know
And not a day goes by;
That I don't cry
A tears of joy are mixed with pain.
Horrid thoughts I never did, now murder my brain.
How was I to know that awful fight
Would be the last words of your life
How was I to know that you'd be gone
And so young, I'd be set out on my own
Just one more smile, I'd love to see
Another day just you, and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one, it has bitterness but a strong presentation and unity of ideas, a really good write!