I still think of her

A long time ago
I was asked "Who's your best friend?"
So I said "This book"

"How lucky you are"
She said, as she picked it up 
reading the title

I liked the way her 
Long hair fell over her face
Finding her pretty

"Nearly finished it?"
I said "I'm a fast reader"
"Want to borrow it?"

She nodded shyly
"Wait until the weekend"
"I am near the end"

Yes, she did read it
And some other books of mine
Then we'd discuss them

I did kiss her once
But we never dated much
Really don't know why

I still think of her
Her eyes said more than her lips
What a fool I was!

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