Oh, how I wish our love won't die tonight:
Because we did not seal it with a kiss;
I didn't even dare daydream of this—
I'm trying not to sow my seeds of blight,
And show a new and unrestricted light:
Which left my darkness lying lost, amiss;
I wish ten years from now we'd reminisce,
About how sweet I was, and how polite.
I hope I can keep doing this for long—
Or long enough for you to fall for me,
And wake no morn to find myself untrue,
Then end up with one more pathetic song:
"Your mesmerizing soul won't let me be—
Inside of her I used to think of you! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem