The fog of the night--love poem

The fog of the night
"When we hold hands, we will never be able to let go."
Still remember that year's rain fell down softly
The fog filled the air
And your smile, under the forest
Brightening up the colour of the night
The train of thoughts flows all over my mind
So I gave up the freedom of letting the hands loosen
Choose to hold tightly to our memory
There was a moment of my own pride
Cannot remember who said this before
The nets cast out b…