Walking down sidewalks of reminiscence, thinking of all that
has passed through the years, not wanting people that are
loved to die, wishing to be with them forever.
Heart being tugged and pulled, stretched in all directions,
feelings and emotions silently being realized, whether want-
int to or not.
It's just one of those things that our minds never stop think-
ing about or remembering what has meant the most to us through-
out the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem