She...
I remember the day,
I saw her
First time and it was the last
I knew her before
She remembered me,
Young, I was
She had stories of me
Funny stories, she told
I don't remember them
Like a mirror of my childhood
A mirror shows my naughty days
Few happy moments,
I still remember
Suddenly, a cloud passes on
Will it ever go?
A clear picture of her,
Her eyes, her bright shining look
Told me of something,
That I will never express it
I still remember,
Her vehement bright shining look
Stick inside me
She's not here
A firm moment of her
Still living