I Called Her Again

She was walking down the corridor, when I called her name.
The night had not fallen yet but it was a dark and gloomy sky.
She was confused and yet amused,
Who is this who called me here?
Did I pass a face familiar?
She looked back but she didn't understand.
I walked up to her and I said Hi.
Do you remember me from the days gone by?

She sighed and she said;
"I have memories of you,
and I do have a sense of deja-vu.
But i cannot recollect who you are,
its must've been a long-long time,
many years must have passed by."
It started to rain as we spoke to each other.
Our words were concealed in the mystic thunder.

And at the end of it I said good bye to her;
"It was nice to see you once again.
I wish I had made better decisions back then.
Though life is not so bad without you
but I still loom back into the past
and wish that I did things that I was suppose to do."
She smiled and looked out the window
at the raindrops falling from the sky.

As the night passed by and she sat by my side,
Was this the moment? I had to decide.
Words were suddenly hard to come by as I began,
They were so unkind to me yet again.
Then she said, "I have to go."
For the rain has stopped now and the sky is bare.
Unbelievable I said to myself and laughed at my despair,
As I saw her walking down the lane,

I stood still and then...
I called her again.