A Love Story. Well, Almost.

We all had that kind of love story, at some point, in one way or another.

There was this guy I loved deeply

A guy I knew barely

He had these eyes, chinky yet dreamy

Can he say the same thing bout mine? Maybe

 

Cold night spent walking in the park

Sitting on the grass with my bag on his back

We sang a line or two from his favorite song

It didn't matter if we got it all wrong

 

For a moment, I thought he was a keeper

But hey, maybe it was for the better

Now he's nothing but a memory

Sigh. It could have been a great love story