I know we liked each other, back in the days,
When youth bloomed wild in carefree ways.
A fleeting crush, a tender start,
Two naive souls, unsure of the heart.
We called it nothing, just a passing phase,
Yet the feeling lingered, through life’s maze.
Was it love? We couldn’t tell,
Caught in the tide where first emotions dwell.
With time, we drifted, our paths untwined,
Lost in the stories life had designed.
You are now theirs, and I am claimed,
Two hearts, bound, yet untamed.
But still, my heart searches the skies,
For a glimpse of you in life’s disguise.
It whispers your name in the quiet of night,
Holding on to a memory, soft yet bright.
Was it love, the first I ever missed?
A dream untouched, a moment kissed.
Is this the way we were meant to be?
Two hearts apart, bound by memory…
