Capturing me with your presence.
Your aura - indescribable.
The melodic tune of your violin playing,
Echoes through the deep chambers of my heart and mind.
I remember the day we met.
Your face pressed against the poster on the wall.
Eyes closed, face serene.
A content smile touching your lips.
Who was that girl? I had asked myself.
Flowing dark hair, mesmerizing eyes, youthful grace -
Captured in a still picture frame.
I have longed to understand you,
But your action and words,
Makes it excruciatingly hard.
Now, another season has nearly passed.
The leaves - beginning to fall.
Paves the path towards autumn.
And like those leaves from the trees,
You have fallen from my reach - gone, never looking back.
Yet I think to myself,
Were you ever mine to lose?
It's true.
My heart aches with some longing - some pain.
But as long as you're happy now,
Meeting you, knowing you...losing you
I have no regrets.