It's a little cold now,
but she's just always in her uniform.
Still she's always the one my eyes can't get off
and Always the girl I can't get enough dreaming.
Once I had to play
it made me nervous seeing her in the crowd
Later when I'm the next
she's nowhere to be found.
I looked down.
I want to play for her but now she's not here.
Maybe it's just fantasy, but next time,
I want to play for her,
sing beside her when the time comes.
And finally, warm her when she's cold.
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Nothing Ever Started
Poetry11:11 - Here lies my confession, so I wish you could read this. This will reveal that once upon a time I'm the one to only know we were into each other but nothing ever started later. When you read it, I wish you won't find out it's our story. I wis...
