There he stood
On the verandah
Looking for his date
There she stood
In the parlor
Nervously scouring the place
His best friend
Comes out to chat
Invites him to a game
She nods and greets
Looks about the scene
Thinks he's not in this space
Deep bass booms, but not his heart
As he glances back
He missed his chance
She is with another guy
She takes the arm
The two begin to dance
Heartbroken, he loses the game
Prepares to leave
The dark sky brings rain
She sways and sighs
This is not the guy
For her love, her eyes strain
1 comment:
prefecto!!! It's like an ooo smooth move moment. love the new blog style btw.
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