Anisa, again

A poem about a girl.

Sometimes I sit down,
And think to myself
What I would say, If you were still here
In an effort, I guess, to make it all clear
You see,
You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen
With your pretty blonde hair and your eyes emerald-green
You're so smart all the time
You look like you don't try
But I know that you do
And that's just another thing I love about you.
Your outfit's always in fashion
And shows off your passion
For everything that you do,
Like caring for people who don't care for you
And that's why you said
That you threw me out
I hit the curb with my head
And couldn't bring myself to shout
You're everything good in this world to me,
And I'm just glad you're finally starting to see
How amazing you are, with your ivory white smile
At least I can say you loved me for awhile.
While these moments may be fleeting,
I have some memories to be keeping.
I know you don't want me,
Whether silent or talking,
I hope I don't come off
As violent or stalking,
But I'll always remember you
Whether my skies are grey or blue.