Strings of Nostalgia

23: Curious Thoughts ❣

It was entirely rare but he was there

A very tall and dark figure somewhere

Hiding face with shyness under the dim

My chaperone confirmed that it was him

The downcast eyes of mine were so blurry

They couldn't seem to see his face clearly

So since my vision was utterly blurred

It had made my inner spirit absurd

Wondering for his authentic response

Imagining all things about his wants

Thinking what he genuinely felt that time

When his brilliant, prominent eyes met mine

He clearly wore his favorite red shirt

I wore my heart that's being filled with hurt

Painfully remembering what once was

How our tragic love story had gone fast

Our funny, old friends seem to be happy

Sharing their sweet stories amazingly

But they also tell me how cold you are

While you are walking with them from afar 

You search desperately for a girl's face

For you regrettably feel out of place

But please know that you wouldn't feel alone

If you valued our love that you had thrown

-A ❣