Lying here in bed
With thoughts of you
That fill my head
But then again, that's nothing new
I can't escape her memory
No matter how hard I try
I wish there was a way
To forever say good bye
But when I close my eyes
There you are again
I wonder to myself
When will this end
Maybe I should accept
Your memory is here to stay
Locked inside my mind
Forever and a day
9-19-18/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like a tormenting memory. Usually the memory of the last love, when it ends (however it ends- - in death, breakup, whatever) doesn't lose its hold or grip until something else comes along to replace it. That's why getting out & circulating amongst others helps.