Beneath the glow of Christmas lights,
Our hearts collided on winter nights.
A fleeting spark, a strange déjà vu,
As if our souls already knew.

At her house, beneath the mistletoe,
A kiss so soft, a spark did grow.
Words flowed freely, a melody sweet,
Two hearts in rhythm, destined to meet.

The chemistry danced, a fire untamed,
A bond so rare, it couldn’t be named.
But time, the thief, began to unwind,
The threads that bound, left frayed behind.

Though seasons changed and paths grew cold,
Her memory shines like polished gold.
For fleeting love, though it may part,
Leaves its imprint on the heart.

So here I stand, in winter's embrace,
Recalling the warmth of her radiant face.
Though we fell out, she’ll forever remain,
A cherished whisper in my heart's refrain.❤