Five months ago we met,
On a Sunday morning.
That day my heart was set
I loved you since that moment
Before I left that very place
I wrote a special letter
A secret admirer was my case
But when you knew my identity, that I was your lover, you didn't go away
January thirty-first I sent you a poem for your birthday
The first poem I ever sent you
It took me more than a hundred miles to give it to you
But it was worth it, I made you smile
And that every detail did fit
February fourteenth of the present year
I greeted you with a great smile
And no fear,
I sent you my second poem
You thanked me for it
And that was enough to make me smile
But there came a day
You told me that it is about time to end it
That we have to pave away
And it is about to that for good
I was left out
With a melancholic feeling
Having a great doubt
About moving on easily
There were times
When I suddenly become nostalgic
Thinking of the glorious past
Remembering the memories that would last
People say I should start moving on
It is so hard
That I can't seem to figure how to
But if I won't move on
Would I be like this for the rest of my life
The sad story that was set aside
The encrypted past that no one could decode
The love that would never collide
And the heart that could not be revived
Life does go on
And I should cope with it
But until I have accepted
The fact of moving on
I'll be in this sad story of my time
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 9:32 AM UTC
Five months ago we met,
On a Sunday morning.
That day my heart was set
I loved you since that moment
Before I left that very place
I wrote a special letter
A secret admirer was my case
But when you knew my identity, that I was your lover, you didn't go away
January thirty-first I sent you a poem for your birthday
The first poem I ever sent you
It took me more than a hundred miles to give it to you
But it was worth it, I made you smile
And that every detail did fit
February fourteenth of the present year
I greeted you with a great smile
And no fear,
I sent you my second poem
You thanked me for it
And that was enough to make me smile
But there came a day
You told me that it is about time to end it
That we have to pave away
And it is about to that for good
I was left out
With a melancholic feeling
Having a great doubt
About moving on easily
There were times
When I suddenly become nostalgic
Thinking of the glorious past
Remembering the memories that would last
People say I should start moving on
It is so hard
That I can't seem to figure how to
But if I won't move on
Would I be like this for the rest of my life
The sad story that was set aside
The encrypted past that no one could decode
The love that would never collide
And the heart that could not be revived
Life does go on
And I should cope with it
But until I have accepted
The fact of moving on
I'll be in this sad story of my time
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