To Move Along

I used to remember as a poor boy The dream was to have good toys Colorful and attractive Of nice girls and selective She was elegant and rich Almost unforgettable and beyond reach But she will come to me and play I too would speak slowly and say I won't know where from That attraction comes But it was there in mind As she was perfect and kind My heart shall skip And sometimes I used whip If don't see her near by I will search all over and try I was scared to reveal That how I dared to feel But it was truth And that needed no proof I could avoid But the bond was laid The relation was getting stronger She was now no more strangers I decided to move along But feared if proved wrong If she refused after hesitation But I had instinct that she shall care for relation