Thursday 27 August 2015

Her

Her

She was a masterpiece in her own way 
Being imperfectly perfect 
Never had I seen a girl like her 
With her tiny quirks and weird slang 

Wonderful she always was 
Trying to help everyone who needed her help 
Leaving her own work aside 
She truly came out of the story books I guess 

Her smile and her coy looks 
Won her hearts 
I remember her vividly 
Ah! God what a memory 

We met in college 
She was dressed as an angel 
That very day I lost my heart to you 
It had been eons since I felt like this 

She made me feel complete 
And her eyes had me mystified
Her words were like music and 
Her smile made go to a new dimension 

As I was lost in my own little world 
I could see the empty chair next to me 
Was this a dream 
Or a story that was meant to be true


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