Summer dews,
Tingling beat to rainbow feels,
Shouting colors but red was losing you,
Gray was the environment while waiting.
Composed a diary of unsent letters
For years of wanting to be with you,
Despising you,
Regretting you
But romanticizing you.
Wishing for you to choose the young girl.
Fifteen leaves of the fourth tree,
Same as the age of the young girl.
Brave but was terrified of your voice.
You sang her your favorite hum
While you were on the comfort zone
So, no one would know
You're in the forbidden stage.
She found it silly, but she giggled
And since then she could not forget
How you made her feel loved
When you gave her a bottle of water
And when you mentioned her first name
For the first time in the presence of everyone,
How your back is shaped,
How you stood,
How you breathe when you stole the moment
Of putting your lips on her cheek
For a second when you were sick.
How she laughed at the thought
Of you not taking the pills
To get well just to gain her attention.
She was cruel and you loved her for that.
She often rolled her eyes at you
For hating you and you were confused
But at the end came to be fond of her,
You told her that you love her even more
When she frowns
And you hate the thought of it
Because the reason of it is due
To her sorrows.
Hell happened due to her wishes
To run away from the waiting stage
And you came back at the perfect time
But she was almost healed from waiting
For you for four years of leaving.
You saved her from hell
And she cried over the line
After narrating her trauma from her
Hellish adventure.
You let her fly
To seek for herself
While you were at the ground
Plowing and planting seed
As you watch her from the field.
Twenty first century, she decided to
Discuss the history with you,
You told her over the line,
"It could have been six years,
I was foolish to be materialistic
And not choosing you.
You won because I, regret the most
By now for choosing the other one instead of the young girl; you.
But I am proud of you
For what you have become."
I replied, "things happened but
I think we are happy by now",
And you interrupted,
"Hell and storms might never had happened to you,
If I chose you, you should still be well by now."
I muffled:
"But it is over now, and I am happy
For what we have.
We have each other to run to
and we respect each journey with
Our new teammate."
You always came at the perfect time
To save that young girl me unconditionally.
