As i keep one wondering,
wanting to see you again,
to get to know your more ,
even if it is sitting on the cold grass floor,
you seemed so nice,
yet not so real,
this is when started to feel,
how could someone be decent,
but a bad a thing happened recent,
she had short brown hair,
was skinny, maybe sweet,
to you this was a treat,
to me it was unfair,
for she stands in the way,
everyday,
until u say goodbye,
come to me,
never denie,
that first night we met.
