A poem

this is for a certain person, they know who they are

I have a title but I shall not enclose it, if the person knows it is for them I am willling to translate if they do not understand

Things will never be the same
I'm lost in your eyes, and caught by your name...
My memories are black, as a cold and lonesome night
And my soul is lost in a never-ending fight
There's a chill in my bones, it's keeping me close...
close to your dreams as mad as it seems

Ben ik te jong om deze pijn te voelen,
is hij te oud om mijn liefde te koelen
Ooit zal ik lachen om de wereld om mij heen,
maar op dit moment sta ik radeloos alleen

Make up something really clever,
show me ten ways to hate your name forever...
Cause I'm acting like a complete fool,
always having my heart set on you...
Please change these horrible rules...
or otherwise I'll keep chaising the soles of you shoes..

Ooit raak ik dit gevoel kwijt,