Angels like him
don't drift my way often...
Why should i cry if you don't care
why should i want you when you are not here...
You looked at me
I looked away...
Once upon a time
I loved the past...
Dancing in the street
swinging on the swing...
I see everyone with someone by their sides,
Some are kissing...
I thought Love was literally intangible
(something one cannot touch or feel...
Thinkin about my past and the things I used to do
thinkin of how I was so in love wit you...
Your hair is like a golden Field of dandelions...
dedicated to my true love...
Slowly I lose my grip
Reality and my actions change...
I sit there in the hallways, watching him walk by,
he doesn't even look at me, it's like he doesn't...
Still swollen from yesterday's bruises
Puffy eyes from all the painful cries...