It is my first poem, if we can define it as a poem... And English is not my native language... So, I know it is bad. But I want to share it. I will apprepriate your suggestions and comments...
I didn't count I couldn't count the years passed with missing you You come in my room every night with the moonlight You're my first love and will be the last one why I am your best friend? why I am thinking of you? why I hated you at first sight then love you so much why I miss you more than you know? maybe the wind brings my love to your heart or maybe the storm in my heart gives me some bravery maybe one day...
Sincerely hadeka
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