She sat there, edging her seat.
She looked beyond the windows, craving adventure she seeks..

I only knew her for 1 Day.
But we became friends right away.
She looked sad.
So I grabbed, a flower from my sleeve.
I grasped her hands and kisses her face.
The told her what I had in hand.

" it's the Flower of the Sun" - I peaked my voice in elegancey.
She sobbed happily.
And I walked out with misery.
She called out "WAIT STAY PLEASE!" - but she doesn't know, I'm just a memory.
© TraumaticKnight