hello its nice to see you again
remember all those times we had
were we both were so happy
and wernt even close to sad?
i want to ask you a question
first i need to say a confession
ever since the day we met
i was truley in love with you
it took a few months
until i knew this love was true
i know we tried this before
and it didnt go so great
we hurt each other
and ended up in hate
we also tried other people
but soon enouph it ended
and we both pretended
and no one was offended
but here we are single and lonley
not even thinking were the one and only
you and i have changed since then
since all the times
that i cant even remember when
my question to you is
will you meet under the big oak tree
so i can ask you 'will you go out with me'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a beautiful piece, yes true love is such, that one can get back, (to it) anytime from any state, even if it had reached hate! True love is time space independent, only the souls interdependence, Wish you sure get to meet, and find your way back to love.