The unthinkable future became my unmistakeable past,
The unbearable pain I thought would forever last,
Cautious of caution, quickly running from to fast,
What if it was meant to be to make it all last.
The highs are never higher without the lowest of lows,
The Sweetest smiles never so sweet if lips never bow,
Can never love more than now but in time it still grows,
No one understands it and this everyone knows.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem