A scent of a flower,

Striking like a meteor shower.

You don't know how it feels to be lonely,

When things seems to be lovely.

In their eyes you can see the happiness.

But in your eyes you can feel the blueness.

A second thought was made upon you,

Remains the stillness like a rain dew.

She is not out of place,

She is meditating.

You cannot goggle right through her eye,

As she was empty and was out of seeking.

Comfort...

Curiosity...

Wondering right towards her,

A miss of attention she was trying to capture.