She sits besides me,
A smile on her face.
Her hair dangles playfully,
Across her lips.

She whispers her words,
In a silent scream.
That make me believe,
They're meant only for me.

Her hazelnut eyes,
Haunt my sweetest dreams.
Her cherry red lips,
Right out of my fantasy.

But in those eyes,
I see a silent quest.
A shout for cry,
A slight unrest.

An unseen tear,
Rolls gently down.
As she laughs,
About a time long gone.

Her sorrow is meant,
For her alone.
Or so she feels,
To brave the world so cold.

I touch her hand,
She looks at me.
The smile it flickers,
Just like an autumn breeze.

I look at her,
Without a blink.
As she looks down,
At her drink.

And there in the moment,
All was said.
She knew, I knew,
All that was unsaid.

And as she stared,
Through her hazel brown eyes.
Our worlds together,
It seems did collide.

But like the moon,
Never meets the sun.
This love story,
Was over before it begun.

Her hand it slipped,
back down below.
Her eyes they shut,
To leave mine alone.

As she walked out,
I stood there alone.
My cigarette my company,
My thoughts ran cold.

She disappeared then,
For when i met her.
She wasn't 'she',
She had become another her.