I'll watch the night
beneath the stars
waiting for her to come from afar

With the moon lite up
we can both share
this moment we have in a deep stare

Her eyes greener than the grass
with lips so soft,
her kisses last

and the silence really isn't bad
because of the memories we once had

Like how we laughed
or how we played
just me and her
listening to the waves

we'd call each other
by silly names
yet sadly these things don't always remain

But I'll always look up
and still think of her smile..
**That Paopu fruit really does last for awhile.