I walk through the park,
All by myself.
And sit on the bench,
Not caring about the filth.
I look all around me.
Its such a nice day.
I wish that this weather would never go away.
The grass is so green,
The sky is so blue.
The birds are all chirping,
I get my homework out to do.
I have English where I have to write a poem,
The only guideline is that it has to be about love.
I start drawing a heart,
Under that a dove.
I am not in love at the moment,
Have not found the right guy.
I have all but given up hope,
Love was overrated anyway, right?
I look at the couple kissing,
Over by the fountain.
I look at the little boy and girl,
Building a sand mountain.
I see an old couple,
Walking down the lane.
I think how strong their love must be,
And suddenly think that I must be insane.
Me in love?
It will never happen...again.
Not after I've been through,
Everything that I've been.
I look at the ground,
At my untied shoe.
I look over and suddenly see you.
Your passing a football with your friends,
As you do every week.
I was about to walk over,
But a girl suddenly came up and kissed you on the cheek.
I put myself right back in my place,
Why would you even think of doing that?
After you had decided,
That all men were rats.
I look at my paper,
and think about how I could write.
About love when, for me, it was so far out of sight.
I put my paper,
back in my bag.
I get up and walk away,
And there is then a tap on my back.
There is a guy that said that I had forgotten something,
He looked kind of sweet
And so he was,
And more we would meet.
