It was a warm summer day,
I saw you there,
Reading your book leaning on the tree,
I thought to myself,
"Wow this man is the most handsome man I've ever seen."
He was so breathtaking,
I wanted to speak to him,
But he seemed too interested in his book,
I didn't want to bother him,
I walked away,
With flashbacks of him,
He was stuck in my head,
I couldn't stop thinking of him,
It was crazy,
So I walked back to him,
He was still reading his book,
But I didn't care,
I wanted to talk to him so badly,
I feel bad for disturbing him,
But when he first spoke to me,
His voice was like a song,
That I wanted to play,
Again and again,
I will never forget him.
~K.L