On a bright and cloudless day,
The sky was clear, and birds sang from the trees.
It was a perfect day,
A day so flawless, so serene.
And yet,
On this perfect day, I lost you.
Strangely, the world felt too bright.
I walked the streets,
Greeted familiar faces,
Stopped by a café where the air smelled of warm coffee.
Everything was just right,
Every moment so effortlessly perfect.
And yet,
On this perfect day, I lost you.
With my hands wrapped around a cup of coffee,
I stepped outside,
And there you stood-
Waiting at the crosswalk,
Radiant as ever,
Your smile still bright enough to steal my breath away.
But the moment the light turned green,
As you ran toward me,
A truck, swift and merciless,
Swept you away.
It was a strangely perfect day.
The sky was clear,
The birds still sang in the trees.
It was a perfect day,
A day so flawless, so serene.
And yet,
On this perfect day, I lost you.