Expertly longing for something more than what is in reality, here to be taken, hoping that forever can be ours totally.
Wishing and tucking each into pockets of tomorrow, because maybe somewhere, sometime, we'll find the love we've looked for through the years.
Past now has become the present, still searching for something more in life while forging into the future always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem