That Girl!
A compliment, that was a compliment no more,
As I sat in the corner seat, forlorn
Silently Wallowing in the memory,
Of a girl so pretty.
A Beauty, she made my heart throb
Bounding with joy, non stop
And every time I heard her say my name
Dead, with pleasure, I almost dropped.
The memories, from half a decade ago
Of the silent gazing into the shadows
Of holding hands, and our Dance,
Of her dressed in black, Oh God!
But its now gone, the time we shared,
Long gone and moved on, I would say!
But now, and every when
A blast from the past comes my way
And all I'm left, as I text her the same
Is missing the girl who used to make my day
And watching her disappear into a girl
With her Soul, as cold as snow...