What happened to the times,
when we laughed and played?
What happened to the memories
that we shared and said?
Will we ever go back?
Back to when we were friends?
Back to when we had fun and got along?
You've been avoiding me,
and I don't know why.
Sometimes it makes me cry.
That might not change,
so goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem