tonight the streetlights shall guide my way
as i scramble up and out of the lonely street
there's a man walking vigourously behind me
it occurs to me i should pick up my feet
he starts to get faster picking up pace
i swipe the twigs and leaves infront of my chin
all of a sudden it seems it's errupted into a race
and i was so set on never letting that man win
i hid in a bush and waited for him to pass by
as he asked another member of the public a question
he said 'have you seen a girl with chestnut hair about this high?'
as he added on more with a humble expression
"she dropped her bow on the ground infront of my feet
i wouldn't want her to lose something that makes her eyes so bright"
they replied "i'm really sorry i haven't, but that is very sweet"
he replied a simple, 'thankyou anyway and that is quite alright'
i emerged from the bush, he turned around with me at his glance
he held out his hand and smiled gently to give me the bow
he said ' i would have given you this earlier but you didn't give me the chance'
i said "thankyou, i am greatful more than you will ever know"
he stood there for a while and then said "well i guess i'll be on my way"
as he walked off i noticed he dropped a piece of paper from his sleeve
i picked it up off the ground and held it in my hand
i was running after him faster than you could ever believe