Unspoken

I can't remember the first time I saw her.
I'm sure somehow I took notice of her
To be honest I believe we have this connection we just are yet to be officially introduced
When I first Began to notice her she was inspiring doing so much that made me admire her strength
She sang amazingly, though I believe her quiet she has a presence to her

I still remember her wedding she looked absolutely beautiful and it was special cause it was her day I must have shed a rear or two but then I'm always a cry baby
I saw her today with her baby strapped to her back this should be her third child but then again I'm not sure. She looked herself dunno if it's my imagination but i feel like she gave up too much
She loved life, would throw her head back with the wind in her hair and her laughter so magical

She is not the girl she used to be she is now a wife and a mother in addition to who she was.
I'd like to believe she is happy, that this was the life she always dreamed of.
That she never looks back and feel trapped with her choices.
That she believes He calls her beautiful and is delighted in her beauty.

I would always look out for her just because I wanted to see her. She would pass by me with her baby sometimes he carried the baby and I would sigh with contentment
I would always feel this compassion for the girl now woman I never knew
Somehow I felt we communicated with our hearts

The girl who were words I read from a distance whose name is unsaid with everything unspoken between us i carry you with me