Unportrayed Smile

I am writing a thousand poems for you when I don't even know about your existence
You live at my child memories just saying hello and giving me the best of your smile
The wink that made me blink lived up the butterflies inside my stomach
Little green dress with one flower pop up there being the judges of our meet
I finally find you but I know I could never reach you
You fly so far where my imagination would never catch you
I miss the memories that I don't even know, do I really have it?

Tuesday passed, the sky turned to be orange
They welcome you, pure smile of a little man
On the contrary world, the earth snapped me with water
Now I can see me walking under the rain feeling the flame burning my soul
It's an attractive way to say I need a hand to hold me to reality
Your hand, your soul, your smile was never made for me