I remember you telling me
to never give up on my dreams.
No matter how impossible
people think they may seem.
I remember you saying
to always stay strong,
keep my head held high,
that the storm won't last long.
It's so hard to say goodbye
for I miss you so.
I love you.
Why do you have to make me cry?
Why do you have to go?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem