The girl who loved living

I started calling that girl back.

The girl who loved living,

the girl who danced instead of walking.

The girl who had sunflowers for eyes

and fireworks in her soul.

I started playing music again

hoping she would come out.

I started looking for her,

that she might show herself.

But she didn't.

She has left,

with all the friends that left,

she has been unseen,

with all the unanswered messages,

she has disappeared,

with all the things left unsaid.

Based on S.C Lourie