A wondrously sunny morning
A spring in her step as she walks
A heart fluttering furiously her only warning
Only one person on her mind as she talks
Engaged in a verbal duel with the girls
Her sneaky eyes only seek a certain face
Complimenting others, flaunting her pearls
The delay throws her happiness out of pace
A furrow between her perfect eyebrows
A sulk on her pink lips
The entire wrath that hell endows
Is lashed out as her tongue whips
The insincerity of the heart
The very casual promise
The cheesy lines on his part
She’s a young vulnerable girl, just a novice
Oh yes, she is hurt
Yes, she is mad
Her lips seal in a smile too curt
Her eyes filling with an emotion too sad
She spends the day in thought
Making vows to herself through the day
She won’t ever feel this again
She won’t ever again go that way
As she treads on the same pathway
That she had followed that sunny morn
She realizes how much has drained away
From her fluttering heart, yes, now she has been warned
On that path, some distance away
Stands a figure shadowed
Just one glance makes her heart flip
Her throat is constricted with the load
She avoids his eyes, rushing on ahead
Trying to blink away the tears before they’ve come
Her heart was literally breaking, as they had said
Fury mingling with hurt
He calls out her name
She turns to face him
Braces herself for this one last game
And whips out all the fire to satiate her whim
He stands with his head hanging
Shuffles his feet on the ground
His hand rises with a red rose in it
And a muttered apology is found
