HE AND HIS PRESENT

After quite long I again saw those eyes And it felt like there are still some butterflies It was like my feelings got another rise I lost one more time, from where it all arise. I can see myself still desiring to wait To just have a glance, outside the school gate Observing your each giggle and every trait How do I get out of this unpleasant state I force myself to present Try to forget each moment But then I see you with your present Your head in her hands, with something so pleasant that you shine so nice, and she deserves your peasant I know she is the best match for you So best that I do not have a clue You are happy with her and that is true I accept it, fitting myself in your shoe.