Girl

«Have you seen the most beautiful girl in the world?
And if you did, was she crying?»

She smiled with her eyes and heart-shaped lips used to tell me the most sweet words.
Reminding me of someone I used to be, so happy when near her,
so drunk with the jasmine perfume she was wrapped on.

My eternal gift, the best of all, the girl,
the girl who made anything possible.

And now here I am, stuck in between memories of the days long gone,
trying to move on, but still feeling her scent on the air and her smile...
her smiling eyes that used to make my whole world brighter.

Will I ever see her again, the most beautiful girl in the world,
and if I do, will it last this time?