As I sit next to a girl with hopeful eyes  she wonders about the world.

As I laugh next to a girl with honesty in her words with a little wit inside her speech.

As I sit next to a girl with excitful eyes explaining what she wants in the future.

As I sit next to a girl with dreams as big as mountains I begin to wonder about mine too.

As I listen next to a girl with a wide smile thinking about a boy she once knew.

I knew that boy.
He knew me too.
Oh boy, how I miss him.

I remember I sat next to the boy with bright eyes and a gentle smile as he explained his future, but his smile would fade towards the end.
I never knew why.

I remember I sat next to the boy with dark hair and dimples pondering why he looked so sad when his eyes were so bright and his smile so gentle.


But, before I could ask he was gone.