I saw her dry her tears,
Wipe aways with a dirty handkerchief,
I knelt in her front, and held her hand,
Give her a shoulder to crty it out.
I started consoling her,
as her tears continously streams down,
I panicked when she cried louder,
and punch my chest, damn it's painful
girl calm down.
When she finally stops crying,
I noticed how I felt so wet,
my chest area and shoulder parts and painful,
wow I think I got it wrong to console.
She immediately apologize,
and I forgave her in an instant,
I lend her my shoulder,
so it's no big deal for that.
Then again, I always waited at the bench where she cried that time,
Thinking about a possibility of meeting her again this time,
And I saw a back of a girl walking towards my direction,
Won't she get hurt with that subtle stunt she seems pro in her action.
And then she came near right in front of me,
Gave me a chocolate, ice cream and a candy,
She says its a thank you from her to me,
Well I'm glad she seems now happy.
We meet and meet and meet again,
We started to like each other and then,
What we seem to be perfect was gone that fast,
She told me she just used me to forget her past.
A feature of romance was present in us,
Like a newspaper we're complete package in that,
But why does she have to hurt me completely,
Am I just too young or naive in reality.
