She's one of those girls
He said
One who wears a lot of beads
Beads that stretch to her elbow
And with one look
The look of guilt
Shame
Knowing
He knew
He knew the look on my face
He knew I was like the girl with beads
Panic washed over his ghostly face
Hurt clouded his eyes
Pulling up my sweater sleeve
He saw nothing
A sigh of relief escaped his lips
But he did not realize
..He lifted the wrong sweater sleeve
s.j.d
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
She's one of those girls
He said
One who wears a lot of beads
Beads that stretch to her elbow
And with one look
The look of guilt
Shame
Knowing
He knew
He knew the look on my face
He knew I was like the girl with beads
Panic washed over his ghostly face
Hurt clouded his eyes
Pulling up my sweater sleeve
He saw nothing
A sigh of relief escaped his lips
But he did not realize
..He lifted the wrong sweater sleeve
s.j.d
