She the GOAT

; It was grey and late at night,
As he woke up with her thoughts he can’t erase.
And then outside the window, the view he starts to gaze.
Absent of Her, so full of deceit.
Leaning against the wall,
The music itself plays a startling hymn along with
No delighted feelings, Seems to be around.
No glowing expression, moody mode on.

Stride back to his favourite spot
Welcoming the cool breeze.
Gazing the stars, All he feels is bogus.
Sound of mysterious mumbling, His sanity went pessimistic.
All He needs is Her, one who always convey the mystic words,
Give rise to Him to think to reckon optimistically.