She reminds me of myself
Like a friend I never met
She has a feeling that is just right
If I were the dark she'd be the light
When I don't see her I feel alone
As I sit her alone in my home
I begin to write myself a poem
A sonnet of my time with you
Something not real I hope to make true
Wanting to tell you what's on my mind
Holding my words and wasting time
Every tear I drop will be blue
Yes is it the sky that reminds me so much of you
