A whirlwind of whispers, a high school haze,
Love's a strange song in these teenage days,
A curious hum, a question untold,
What is this feeling, brave and bold?
An unknown path, a mystery untold.
Friends speak of hearts aflutter and bright,
Stolen glances in the fading light,
Holding hands tight, a whispered vow,
But the concept remains somehow,
Beyond her grasp, a distant star.
She tried once, a tentative flight,
But the feeling felt strangely not right,
A clumsy dance, a discordant tune,
Her spirit yearned for something soon,
More aligned with her ambitious heart.
Her goals shone bright, a guiding star,
A future she craved, both near and far,
Love's gentle pull, she couldn't ignore,
But her ambitions called her to soar,
To chase her dreams, to play her part.
Adventures awaited, bold and grand,
Exploring life, across the land,
New experiences, a vibrant hue,
Love, a sweet song, but not for her, true,
Her spirit free, her path defined.
So she pressed onward, with fearless stride,
Her heart open, but not to abide,
By love's sweet song, not yet, not now,
Her journey's calling, she'll take a bow,
When the time is right, her love will find.