And I haven't forgotten him
how could I?
he gave me so much,
he gave me everything.
He took my hand
and brought me
to see
what happiness is made of.
He also left me,
hurt me,
replaced me.
But he's changed
and so am I.
One thing though
will never change:
the way I feel when he looks at me.
That can't change.
Despite the pain,
the melancholy,
the distance,
the way his look makes me feel
will always remain the same.
No, I haven't forgotten him
and sometimes
I still think of him
And every time I think about him
I fall in love,
just a little,
just for a while,
just as long as it lasts.
I haven't forgotten him,
however,
how could I?
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ho deciso di iniziare a tradurre alcune poesie , un po' perché amo la lingua e un po' perché mi sento in dovere di farlo, essendo tutte dedicate ad una persona inglese... quindi niente spero che l'idea vi piaccia e tanti baci💖
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hidden thoughts
PoetryUna raccolta di pensieri chiamati erroneamente poesie ma purtroppo non c'era la voce "pensieri di un'adolescente innamorata" quindi quello di poesia era il titolo più adeguato per questa collezione. Hope you enjoy♥️
