Don't you know?
Well, I still come around
To all that foggy memories we shared
From you wiping tears to me standing cold in the rain
Down the memory lane
I am a different person
From five years ago
And I know you're a different woman
I know a little about
What is it the kind of love
That only I never understood
I never wanted to play with our minds
Nor crush hearts shooting it with repulse
Close to your limbs,
I still see the image of your kiss
The rough grip of your palms with mine
When you slowly took that spot in my life of being the
Opposite of Ordinary Girl
What could have been a bright future
Was never there on a strong fixture
We still talk about each other
Let it be the hearts signs below our every picture
Families knew but we didn't
My dad still asks about you
I know your mom does too
The unfortunate swan song
I was a different kid
Back when we were in Grade Nine
But I know you're that same old girl deep inside that face
Making the choices that killed your grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem