Now that you're so far away from here, why do I still remember you, and hold those thoughts so dear.
Is it A love jinx, or am I just A little insane, never imagining you would be gone, I don't know if I'm winning, or lost, this part of life's game.
Often wishing you would come back, so we could relive those days, then reality hits, and I have to move on another way.
Sometimes I look back at those times, and feel so bitter, then I open my eyes at the rest of my life, and reconsider.
We will all carry memories of special people for the rest of our days,
knowing at anytime, someone else we love,
can move on during our stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem