It’s All About You

My special Love

So I walked into the works canteen, you were sat alone with a brew and toast. I was so excited to see you. You smiled, and my heart beat faster as I said hello. I can’t explain how happy that moment was; I had worked with you a few times in the past. We chatted happily. Time went so fast. You went your way and I went mine. When the shift ended and we were all checked in, I went upstairs to the works club. I ordered a Coke, sat down, and there you were, heading over to sit with me. We laughed; I loved being in your company. I think we were both shy. Alas, the club shut; it was again time to go our separate ways. I felt sad. Your eyes were so dark and sexy; I imagined kissing those lips. Maybe in another world you could have loved me and I you. I hoped and prayed you would be in work tomorrow, and you were. Our friendship grew, and you were locked in my heart forever. I just wish I had been locked in yours a little longer than the time we shared. But they say, don’t they, it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Someone else snapped you up and took you away, but she could not untie those heart roots or erase you from my memory. I think of you often and relive those special moments we had together. I will take my deep-rooted memory of you one day to my grave, and when God asks what my special memories I have I shall tell Him all about you, my special 381 x 2.