So Long, Yet Far Away (M. V.)

I've often told of her before And I will tell thee now. That Autumn many years ago; It lingers still, somehow. In glancing up again I saw The girl I'd seen before. A maiden dark I still recall, Too special to ignore. I stood, this time, not far away. She seldom came so near. I hoped and prayed she'd notice me. Why was I gripped with fear? She wore a cloth of simple spin. Twas not much I confess. It dawned on me, as she approached, I thought of her no less. The closer to her sphere I drew, The nearer more she came; I realized and then could tell, True love, was sure to blame. She pushed her glasses on her nose, So better she might see. Then smiled a most delightful grin; And looked so sweet at me. I couldn't speak a word back then. She mesmerized you know. I doubt if she could comprehend How much I loved her so. She said, ' Hello ', and touched my arm And winked a little too; Then turned her head and stroked her hair, The way girls like to do. My eyes met hers, and there they are; As ever they have stayed. I wondered then, as I do now. What mistake had I made? She talked as though she knew me well, Though we'd met but once before. Twas then I knew, this love was doomed. I'd lost at love, once more. She said she couldn't stay too long. She had to meet someone. As if to make it, oh so clear; I'd never be the one. She didn't have to bother though, I knew it anyway. Another love, was mine to keep; So long, yet far away.