A Boy slipped away;

A distant memory left on display.

A broken hearted Girl;

Alone in her room, feels like she’s going to Hurl.

Once a Love story;

Ripped pages thrown down into purgatory.

The Boy had no other solution;

To take to action.

The Girl had to learn;

To stop the constant yearn.

Missing every moment together;

Trying to hold on to the tether.

Her Boy wanted to go back;

He was starting to crack.

His Girl wanted to have 10 more minutes;

Holding on to what was now off limits.

980 or so miles apart;

Can we go back to the start?

Before this Boy had to leave;

Back to that midsummers eve.

Before this Girl got stuck in dispair.

Because it doesn’t feel fair.

He’s gone away from reach.

Out there to Preach.

The Girl looks outside;

Not knowing how to Abide.

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold;

A place once so magical now hurt to behold.