A Story Of A Girl

Her sad face reminds me,
Of a story of a girl,
Who once had eyes that shine,
And a smile that was genuine.

It began in March,
On a fateful Friday evening,
A guy suddenly spoke to her,
Telling her to win a race,
His "good luck" to her was her lucky charm.

Weeks went by,
They became closer to each other,
From acquaintances to friends,
To late night chat buddies.

The holidays came,
Their chats extended till 4 a.m.;
Talking about unimportant things,
Her favorite subject.

She started to develop feelings for him,
Hinting him in some ways;
She noticed that,
He left her some hints too.

She thought he'd known,
So on a Saturday night,
Right after their goodbye,
She said to him that she liked him.

His words made her explode,
"Itsokay, I kinda like you too xD"
It felt like a dream,
Even though she expected it already.

Monday night,
He came to her house,
Gave her a present,
Under the dark night sky.

He looked handsome,
In his t-shirt and jeans,
She was comfortable,
In her sleepwear.

They sat outside her house,
Talked for a while,
The time stopped,
Nothing else in the world mattered.

Friday,
They walked to a fast food restaurant,
He bought her an ice cream,
And himself a coke.

How she wished he'd held her hand,
When crossing the road;
He stopped by her house,
To hang for a while.

When it was time for goodbye,
She walked him out,
But they just couldn't separate,
The goodbye lasted for about 15 minutes.

Though it should have lasted longer,
Because she hadn't known that,
That was the last time,
He'd be hers.

In the next week,
He told her that he was not over this girl,
With the name of a flower,
But she didn't mind,
Because she too,
Had lost feelings for him.

Days passed,
She found out that the girl with the flower name,
Likes the guy too,
So she match made them,
On a Friday in July.

She was just a best friend,
She hears him talking about his crush,
Every single day,
Since that day he told her about his crush.

He kept reminding her,
Of the night he came to her house,
While she was trying to forget,
Since it was the most romantic thing
he's ever done.

She realized soon,
That she wasn't over him;
It was just a short break,
He was still in her heart.

She can't do anything though,
Since she was the one,
Who brought them together,
Besides, they were her best friends,
She just couldn't step in.

She said,

"I don't have big brown eyes,

Nor am I sassy like her,

I don't get much time with you in person,

But I do know you."

"I'm not the one to judge who you're to be with,

And I'll not say what's on my mind;

I just want one day with you,

That'll last a lifetime."

The questions,
"What if I'd told him later?
Would he still like me then?"
Still haunts her mind,
But she usually shakes it off,
Before getting the answer,
Time and tide waits for no men.

All that's left,
Is her memory,
And that present he gave her,
The night she will never,
In a million years forget.

She was in denial,
She didn't admit that,
She still had feelings for him
To her friends,
Hoping that it would become true,
If she says it.

But her friends knew,

They knew she wasn't over him,

And they tease her,

Saying that one day,

They'll be together.

Though it seems to her that,

It was never going to happen,

Because he and the flower girl,

Seems to be perfectly happy together,

She couldn't help but to laugh,

At the silly teases her friends make.

"So don't fall in love,

There's just too much to lose."