Strolling along the sidewalk,
felt a familiar figure at a considerable distance.
Blurred at the edges, wasn't sure if she was the
same who metamorphosed my existence.
Seconds passed, shortening the gap,
making her presence apparent.
She looked prettier, prettier than ever before.
Imagining meeting her again was beyond pleasant.
Moving her hair behind her ears, she smiled.
Smiled until our eyes met.
She passed me like a train,
I wasn't the destined station when her journey was set.
The smile I had, now accompanied my blush,
cause I knew the train will stop here soon.
As two years have passed by,
she stills wears my gifted perfume.