I remember when I asked you
What were your plans for tomorrow
You said, let’s talk about today
Because now is all that matters.
Regret is always at the end
When it’s too late to do something
If I had only known what you meant
I shouldn’t have gone with you this far.
I had a plan, a beautiful one
Hoping you’d somehow thought of it too
To spend forever with one another
Which means tomorrow will find us together…but
Now, I’m all alone, you’re gone
Who knows, I might come across somebody
One who has a dream of tomorrow
And a forever to share with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Regret is always at the end When it’s too late to do something If I had only known what you meant I shouldn’t have gone with you this far.' A nice poem. Love it.