Romy Was My Real Lover Poem by Petar Ivanchovski

You took your glass with whiskey and ice cold,
but why you left my hands and didn’t try to hold
I still remember the promises of this cool guy –
his sweet lips and awesome charming eye.

Today it’s too late, too late
for our love and mistakes,
but I will never forget you –
still remember when I met you…

You were my sweetest love
all that I wanted to have
and never didn’t get enough.
You were my real lover
there wasn’t another –
yea, Romy was my real lover,
he seduced me when I was lonely and harder.


Today it’s too late, too late
for our love and mistakes,
but I will never forget you –
still remember when I met you…