i can still remember the smell of your hair. i can still get a whiff of that aroma though you're not here. now all i can do is simply miss your glare. sightings of you haunting me like a ghost who just disappears. a never finding peace between my thoughts as what pushed you away. she told the truth now i know why she's gone.if we can't face each-other i will start to feel grey. i'm the one who was young and know she's running from my sight. why must you celebrate? the fact that my soul is crushed to pieces and i'm no longer bright. now i realise that me falling for you was just me falling for the bait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem