It started with a smile,
Followed by endless talks,
A voice that was like music,
His gait was a special feature.
A summer walk pause,
As he turned back and looked,
While I stood by the door,
I eyed at him as he walked home.
A love frozen by time,
That could come back in a dream,
A moment that slipped away
A chance lost, gone forever.
We took two different roads,
That brought us to new people,
The wheel turned as it should had been,
Forever lost in the tunnel of destiny.
May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 6:15 AM UTC
It started with a smile,
Followed by endless talks,
A voice that was like music,
His gait was a special feature.
A summer walk pause,
As he turned back and looked,
While I stood by the door,
I eyed at him as he walked home.
A love frozen by time,
That could come back in a dream,
A moment that slipped away
A chance lost, gone forever.
We took two different roads,
That brought us to new people,
The wheel turned as it should had been,
Forever lost in the tunnel of destiny.
After watching the movie “The Notebook” the second time, I came up with this poem, if "The Notebook" had a different ending....
