Memories From A Broken Heart (Part 3) Poem by julian castillo

(part 3)

'Form past to present'

(read my updated biography to understand more about this subject)

Her name is Celeste.
She's thin,
Smart,
Cute,
Fun,
Inspireing,
and my ex girlfriend.

At the age of 3 she was my girlfriend.
Thats all i know.
My mom, grandmother and her mother said it was true.
But how come i can't really recall her.

Celeste works with her mom,
They sell snacks,
I used to go there every day to buy some Cheetos.
I just go in and out.
I was really shy to talk to her.

I looked at her and a small ray of sun came down,
I saw her eyes and I got a friendly feeling,
I hold her hands and a chillin sensation came over me.
She has a beautiful voice too.

She had a boyfriend,
Why are all pretty girls taken?
She was cute alright.
But did she feel like i feel?
I mean i wouldn't call it love,
I'll call it confusion.

Mostly every girl i met at mexico is probably asking them selfs the Same questions.
What ever happened to him?
I bet she one of those girls.