That Someone . . .
He was a naive with a belief, that he cannot be infatuated
and never have to fear, the state of being alone
Until he saw that Aphrodite, and fall into oblivion
careless as a child, he lost the freedom throne
Still conceited of his own charm, he approched with courage
assured of his talent, to win her at first sight
The moment he faced that beauty, and as eyes collided with eyes
He realized his mistake, of bringing a knife to a gun fight.
Robbed of all his confidence, he lost many opportuities
Long story short, He didn't got the girl
However, the life goes on and past become foggy
There is a sea full of memories, with that someone as a pearl