Never Forget Me

Poem By Gencay

Never Forget Me...

I've lived loving you so far
I never had anybody but you
I will live loving you until I die
I will have no one other than you.

I feel death on my neck dear
I hope you will be happy always dear
My mind is not right forgive me dear
I have bad feelings in my heart, it hurts.

I didn't understand anything from this world
I have no taste, I have no peace
Bad things will happen, I feel
I never forget that I love you.

I wanted to take refuge in love, did not accept
I wanted to take refuge in you, you did not accept
I took refuge in literature and philosophy
He agreed, melted my soul.

I'm not good, dear
I'm not good at all
Now you say these words
Know, don't forget me.

Because I will not forget you
I don't forget when I live
I will not forget when I die
Like I can't forget it at all.

I knew you one and you
I loved you, one and you
It is my acceptance if you don't like it
But know this, never forget me.

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