To that girl, I say,
a mystery,
you were a secret
when I met you
I was mute,
and fumbling

You were aloof,
a thought
inside my head.
Your pretty face,
those hazel eyes
I let you go,
you walked away.

You wondered why?
he’s such a fool,
was it something I said?
we never spoke
was it my hair,
my bum in this dress?
I like him if I had the chance
to change his style, his hair’s a mess.

I wished you could
believe in us,
that we could
be together,
but I lost you
when I met you
as we both chased a sprite
instead of looking for what’s right.

21 thoughts on “To That Girl

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