Where She Is From

She left that day without listening my single word…
I know she didn’t knew me but I wanted to be heard…
It was a dark knight she just vanished in the way…
I stood there as she would turn back and say…
Next day My friend brought me to the church…
It was my first time and I prayed for her…
The next moment I had the feeling she was there…
I didn’t knew as I turned to leave she was beside me…
But this time she had closed her eyes…
I chose to move as my heartbeat got high…
I went out and stood near the door…
She her through a small peeping hole…
She looked at the door twice…
Even though no one was to be here…
I had the feeling she knew I was there …
I still didn’t had the guts to talk…
As if I had done something wrong…
I still don’t know where she is from…

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Quite a great thought! :black_heart:

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