Buried in heaps of memories both good and bad,

I cannot help feeling both happy and sad.

Memories of times that feel so long ago,

Time can rip people apart, I now know.

We promised each other forever in the past,

But when forever came, our love didn't last.

Gar te jatne, darasuum, words you've always said.

Will you still believe them even when love is dead?

I've thought and thought for days on end,

But my decisions, I still cannot defend.

Your love, my love, our love, it's rather complicated,

Due to forgotten goodnights and happy birthdays belated.

I'm lucky to call you my love and best friend,

but perhaps my luck has finally reached its end.