dont worry bout me,
im sure I'll be fine...
it always ends bad
in the back of my mind,
days turn to nights
and summer to fall...
just remember i care for you all.
promises made,
promises kept,
my thoughts are so tired of thinking in depth.
so as this night begins again,
ill be in my bed dreaming of him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Alicia. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.