The scenery out here
Is oh so pretty
It reminds me of what was
And how we use to be
What we had was magical
What we had was great
You use to make me smile
I thought you were my fate
But that thought
Quickly passed by
Once I seen you flirt
with each and every guy
I thought we were gonna last
I thought we could do it
But again I was wrong
And all I can do again is rue it
So what i see in this scenery
Isnt very pretty
For its a harsh reminder
Of all my misery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem