Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Never regret never forget how my love was meant for thee. As I get older my heart will grow colder. But there will aways be embers for thee. The only request I ask is that you hold sweet fond memories of me.
0
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 6:18 AM UTC
Never regret
Never regret never forget how my love was meant for thee. As I get older my heart will grow colder. But there will aways be embers for thee. The only request I ask is that you hold sweet fond memories of me.
jonwp
Written by
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 6:18 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem