Her
Her
Sun was low
Clouds were high
It was raining with a sigh
Walking in the lane wasn't good
Without noticing someone whom I should
She raised her hands and clapped
So that she can make my attention attract
Even then I failed to see her
Her eyes were looking at me as if they want to slur
I started returning when I hear a sound,
It was a girl, I turned to see her then I realize I need her