Love

She sits and she writes,
She thinks about that boy.
The one she fell in love with,
The one that brought her joy.

She misses him so much,
She wants him to return.
But he doesn't know,
About the lesson she had to learn.

He probably doesn't know,
How much she loves and she does care.
Maybe someone should tell him,
A love like this is rare.

Maybe he'll come back,
Just maybe he will.
Until then she'll wait,
But she'll love him still.