The Girl I met at the park
Wednesday, September 17, 2014 12:49 AM
A girl I met at the park,
Her eyes and it was dark,
Alone, with all her papers,
Searching for words, ideas.
She tried to write a line,
Hoped it'll turn to be divine
She knew the story would end,
February 14th, she tried to understand,
I said to her "Who is she?"
She said " That girl was me."
There we tears in her eyes,
To my surprise.
So I give her a hug and hold her hand,
So warm it felt, till it's hard to tell,
She smiles and say "Don't cry."
"I'll be there beside you 'till the day I die."
It's getting late out here, it's getting dark,
But I can't never forget the Girl I met at the park.
*Authors note: The early draft was written circa 2009-2010 but I did several editing ever since and amazed to see the 15 year old me could come up with such a thing. I guess it starts way earlier than I thought.