The first time, I saw her.
She smiled at me.
Her eyes filled with brightness and uncertainty
I was injured
She said my name
Then all of a sudden the pain had gone away.
That's when I was seven and no had shame.
I kissed her cheek and she walked smiled again.
I moved out the next day
Without a goodbye
From her lips
It was too late.
I had already forgotten the pain
I had missed her a lot, I cried.
It was no use, this pain of mine.
I couldn't find love again because
I was faithful to her, you'll see
I never meet her 'till I was sixteen
She looked so familiar but I forgot her face.
She smiled at me the very first day.
Then it had hit me
I realized
She was the one I cried for all the time.
We laughed and cried and had no shame
She was mine the very next
We stood with each other
We shared the pain of a lost one you see
We missed each other
So much, really.