When i first read this, i could see so much depth into the emotions portraied, but i also sense some slight, subtle contradictions to oneself, like with the words "somehow i think we were fools etc etc". But i believe thats exactly how the heart sees the end of love, and the midst of love aswell. The best feeling that couldnt be defined with only the word "love", and is mourned for and yearned for so passionately at its end. And yet is thought of as "foolish" when remembered, as you said, but is still something that you only wish you could hold on to tighter.
well thats what my interpretation is but yeah beautiful piece
I'll tell you a story if you don't mind. hehe I had my 'first love' when i was 13 haha young I know. He was also 13 and we became bf-gf sorta but it lasted only for two weeks. I really really liked him...even until now and I'm already 20. It was foolish that I engaged myself in a relationshit at such a young age but i do wish i could see him again..talk to him maybe score a kiss haha sometimes at night..i think of him and it makes me restless and i don't understand why. it's just like i love him but i think of us as a joke.
You know..I can't interpret my poems. I just write then when a comment like this..which i appreciate very much..turns up. that's when i realize why i wrote what i wrote.
well thats what my interpretation is but yeah
I had my 'first love' when i was 13 haha young I know. He was also 13 and we became bf-gf sorta but it lasted only for two weeks. I really really liked him...even until now and I'm already 20. It was foolish that I engaged myself in a relationshit at such a young age but i do wish i could see him again..talk to him maybe score a kiss haha sometimes at night..i think of him and it makes me restless and i don't understand why. it's just like i love him but i think of us as a joke.
You know..I can't interpret my poems. I just write then when a comment like this..which i appreciate very much..turns up. that's when i realize why i wrote what i wrote.
Thank you
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