My friends and I met an old friend of ours.

In high school She was the sweetest girl.
Her smile was something you'd love to see,
Her sadness would always provoke us
To find someone to beat.
Like who had the audacity to disturb her peace.
This 5 foot little girl who was older than us.
She loved to dance, she loved to sing,
When she studied hard it looked like she was struggling, Just because the way she fixed her face when she was focusing.

She would get upset when friends fight,
Always looking for ways to reconcile,
We all wondered what man she'd marry,
Because she was a ball of joy,
And he had to be someone who could match her energy.
Non of us tried to...