Her lips.. Her lips were red like the cherries she ate.
With eyes like knifes; they pierced my soul, and after that moment I was made unwhole.
Those scares are stories of love that was untold.
She looked past me, without a notice, but with her beauty she couldn't go unnoticed.
I fell in-love for the first time ever.
My heart skipped a beat, but I knew It could never be.
The better came along and in that moment she was gone.  
Seconds past and I knew I had to face the facts.
She was gone and never coming back.