Once Upon A Summer Eve

That summer evening, we stood, a girl and a boy, and the sound of the train, rushing in the background.
I'm still that girl, and there's still those trains. But you're not that boy anymore. You're a man now. Older, smarter, more cynical.
I'm still that girl, naïve, sheltered, ignorant of worldly things. I'm still that girl, with the thought that, the whole world is good and kind. Like you used to be.
You're not that boy. You talk of things, I know nothing of. You look like a man with secrets. Secrets he must never share.
But I'm still that girl. And I still think the world of you. Oli now, now I'm scared of you.
Coz you're not the boy, who said, 'You're a miracle. Will you go out with me?'
No. Now you're the man who says, 'I tried, but I still like you, beyond reason, beyond safety'
But, I'm still that girl, and I don't hear the pain, and hopelessness in your voice. All I hear, is that I'm your choice. Naïve, foolish, misguided, I'm still your choice.
Coz you may not be that boy, of that summer evening. But you're the man, who says,'But you ARE beautiful, there's no questioning that.' And that, is enough for this young girl's heart.
This summer, there will be no boy and girl standing together. There will be a man, with shadowed eyes, and a girl, with stars in hers, and the train rushing in the background.