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And I saw her on my way home She was so heavenly Her face was so angelic, so smooth and so raw Her hair, pony tailed, so smooth and vibrantly black, so smooth, quite black with a tint of chestnut brown So shiny as I glide my sight through its curvature up to its blobby end
And so, it began It’s funny how I stare at her the whole ride on my way home It’s funny how I tried to steal glances on that picture of her face It’s funny how I ended up gazing-up on her every single time I try It’s funny how I tried to watch out so carefully, hoping not to get caught, trying not to get noticed by her, Yet wanting to stare at her soul as long as I could all at the same time She was a total stranger
And so, I got home It’s funny how I grin every time I play that same story in my head It’s funny how I knew the whole time, that fate was actually making a fool of me As if I had not grasped a single pinch of awareness of it’s mockery upon me the whole time
She was the perfect combination of sexy and cute I’d say It’s funny how she made my day without even moving a finger It’s funny how I tried to convince myself, trying to force myself to believe that, “that scenery was a gift from God, or a God, or a group of Gods, or maybe all of them" …"the Gods” Nevertheless, I felt that rush, and that rush was real
It’s so sad how I know that I’m bound to believe that she was not real That she was just someone I can never see again
It’s so sad how I know I can never see her again That I was yet so spineless That I didn’t know what to do That I was waiting for something that was never coming That I wasted a chance to feel loved again That I will never see her again, never again Moreover, I’m never ever gonna see her on my way home so heavenly So angelic So smooth and raw With her hair pony tailed, so smooth and vibrantly black, so smooth, quite black with a tint of chestnut brown So shiny as I glide my sight through its curvature up to its blobby end Until we get home to our lovely tiny house and play with our kids all night long everyday single day. [Image Source](http://www.philippinesplus.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/2012-04-02-10.03.04.jpgs) ![27496424_1827838337235176_1762246888_n.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmWUNuCHkMYzSz9avrNwvsA2eHrqwtmh6TP6jxQ3msxvqf/27496424_1827838337235176_1762246888_n.jpg) ![DQmeie9tgqdC2dPrNM9nz8XsWvYknJiwnK2cuZueYJEgKTt.gif](https://steemitimages.com/DQmeie9tgqdC2dPrNM9nz8XsWvYknJiwnK2cuZueYJEgKTt/DQmeie9tgqdC2dPrNM9nz8XsWvYknJiwnK2cuZueYJEgKTt.gif)