My first love hated her body This one is for her

this one is for her

Tužno je i čudno to što vremenom sve više gubim delove tebe i dobijam delove sebe koje sam mislila da su zauvek izgubljeni Sećanja koja su pre bila srećna postaju bolna i prestajem da ih želim nazad

Cherry blossom flowers always remind me of her pink peachy cheeks She blushes every time I tell her how much she means to me

This is a short poem for every person that just wants to forget -the feeling of wanting to forget-