Mysterious girl
A mysterious girl with
long black hair.
Someone who just stood there.
A girl shy, and introverted.
A face I can't remember.
A girl in my memories is
now haunting me.
Every night I wonder.
"Who are you?"
I can't remember you
vividly—i don't remember
your face, I don't remember
your voice.
There was only one memory
I won't forget about you.
A girl with long black hair,
someone who doesn't
socialize—a girl so quiet,
so shy, and introverted.
You were lonely that day,
so I approached you.
Held your hand, and
said things would be okay.
This is where my memory cuts off.
All I remember is holding
your hand till school
Is over.
How'd I wish I'd remember
your name, or that face.
Because I always wonder.
"Who are you?"
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A Poet's Diary ( A Random Poetry Collection )
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry, some are inspired by other poems. Most of the poems would be really short, The poems would either be about love, or moving on. Maybe some other stuff too. There won't be a specific order. Literary just a random col...
