I hear a certain song

I see a particular face

A voice says something to me

I'm not sure if I should laugh or not

I wonder why I should care at all

Now I can't get that song out of my head

even while I pretend

I can't remember her name

I feel a certain vibe

it seems to contrast with my surroundings

The weather is storming something fierce

chaotic winds and pounding rain

I sit inside with clear thoughts

and tempered desire

No matter how the outside storm rages

It cannot hold a candle to my inner fire

A strength of heart

an unending test of will

Memory of her twisted smile

throws me from my pondering

near my windowsill

I want to say I knew her

and that she had a clue about me

Yet the more I think upon the matter

The more cloudy and confused

my mind happens to be

So much for being settled

I swear this happens all the time

No matter how chill I think I am

All it takes is one brief

yet pointed

interruption to my brain

For me to go from cool and collected

to a scrambled mess

wondering why I give a damn

So where is she

who cares

I've lost my moment within the song

And only my made up perception of her

can be held to blame