Seasons change
People change
You were cute
Now you a pain
I wait for you
You want to fight
You go for trip
Come back with frown
Your shirt is loose
Your taste is bad
Are you same
The one I saw
Twenty years ago
That summer day
With dimpled chin
And curly crown
Buying coke
In middle of town
And while I stood
embarrassed
You bravely wrote
A sonnet
That flew over
The traffic light.
Now
with your
grumpy eyes
You stare at me
I get depressed
What should I do
To bring you back
Will you change
If I write?
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