My eyes just stopped, when I first saw her
Something funny, something different in my heart had occur
I couldn’t help myself, but stare at her
Light brown eyes, fair skin, and those long black hair; looking her surrounding seems blur
Each day I was in station but couldn’t find a girl like her in the past
That moment was also so quick which ended too fast
Each day I try to search her in that station
Days, weeks, months; time fly like wind, but couldn’t find her in that location
Neither do I know her name nor the address
But just want one moment with her, for all my emotions to express
For me she is ‘The girl with a yellow scarf’
Since then I have built her image in my brain with fine golden swarf
I visit that station and wait for hours each day
Hoping to see her again someday
Is she my love at first sight?
Or just an imagination of black and white
Hope someday she will be my air breathing through my airway
Hope someday I will be her special vein, that I everyday pray!
