At dark they came to play, ​And I very quickly agree, I was alone,​ Just by that hanging tree. ​Nothing occurred for a few minutes, So, I had some time to think, To think about why exactly I was, Just by that hanging tree. My thoughts wondered, Some left behind, But, I came to realise, That he was looking at me that whole time. Not infront of me, But, swinging, From that hanging tree, Right infront of my eyes.