The Story Of Us Poem by Julie Smith

On my way to college, the lighthouse, the shore
The pretty cute buildings, I don't see them no more
In a beautiful town my mind is absent
The flowers tell summer, such a sweet scent

Singing along to the waves' melodies
And hoping to see you, oh baby, please
I step on the stairs to the great entrance door
Looking out for you in the open hall floor

I enter the classroom, turning my head
Catching your eyes, not sure where you're at
My dreams, they are mortal, I am forced to awaken
I can't believe it, but my seat, it is taken

Who is this girl that is taking my place?
Smiling at you with her make-up spoiled face
The story of us, it was about to be told
Until you decided to end it so cold