Thursday, April 10, 2014

About a Girl

I met her in a place where friends don’t exist and everything is temporary. When she walked in my eyes lit up and my head dropped down in hopes that no one would notice.


Silence is how I begin every conversation. Body language gives it all away, while my heart beat quickens; racing to keep up with all of the thoughts flowing in and out of me all at once. There will never be anything between us. Never. We live in different worlds and there are no bridges and tunnels that connect. I met her in a place where friends don’t exist and everything is temporary. So how could I expect anything different?


I’ll dance around these premature feelings and just let them go, as I’ve always done. The hallways will become our bridges and long tables will become our tunnels, connecting us in a place where friends don’t exist and everything is temporary.

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