As we lay on my twin-size bed,
I wondered how I was so lucky.
I pondered your beauty at night,
And marveled your person at day.
Your face illuminated my heart,
But at bay, I knew something had gone wrong.
Your smiles began to change,
And you started to refrain.
We had a romance, but we had lost touch.
My last memory of you
Is looking deep into your eyes.
As we lay, all alone, across my twin-size bed.