Moving on
You left in a hurry and I felt sorry.
You did do not say good bye. And I felt like I would die.
You looked sad, but I thought and I was glad.
Glad that I could move on.
Pass on to better things in life and someone that would not give me grief.
Proceed to a love that I can share and not one of despair.
Now you are gone I can say to you.
Move on and don't look back. Don't look back because there is nothing there.
No love, no happiness, because I'm moving on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem