You said you love me, that you would die for me.
And because of your death.
I would be set free.
You said when you're gone, we could keep in touch.
You said this could be done
through prayer and such.
And when you come back, you will take my hand.
Not only as my savior,
but as my best friend.
Don't ever forget what Jesus has done for us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem