there was once a girl
she sat at the back
of the room.
quiet and always smiling
at the books in her hand.
always wore big sweaters
and wore 6 bracelets
up her right arm.
she had brown hair
and chocolate brown eyes.
her eyes were bright
and her smiles were bright too.
she was very pretty,
but not what popular girls
consider pretty.
i asked her one day,
"why are you so quiet?"
she replied,
"i don't like my voice"
i left it at that.
i was hesitant but i asked
another question.
"why do you always wear
bracelets up one arm?"
she looked at me
not angrily
nor sadly
then she said,
"some things are meant to be hidden"
it was like she was building
up a wall.
she finally said,
"i don't think i'll be here tomorrow"
out of curiosity,
i asked
"why not? i like seeing
you here"
she didn't answer
instead she packed up her books and left.
the next day she came.
she had a new sweater
and i noticed
six less bracelets
she took a glimpse at me
and smiled.
it gave me a warm
feeling in my heart.
a feeling i can't explain.
and that's when i realized
i couldn't explain
her either.
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
there was once a girl
she sat at the back
of the room.
quiet and always smiling
at the books in her hand.
always wore big sweaters
and wore 6 bracelets
up her right arm.
she had brown hair
and chocolate brown eyes.
her eyes were bright
and her smiles were bright too.
she was very pretty,
but not what popular girls
consider pretty.
i asked her one day,
"why are you so quiet?"
she replied,
"i don't like my voice"
i left it at that.
i was hesitant but i asked
another question.
"why do you always wear
bracelets up one arm?"
she looked at me
not angrily
nor sadly
then she said,
"some things are meant to be hidden"
it was like she was building
up a wall.
she finally said,
"i don't think i'll be here tomorrow"
out of curiosity,
i asked
"why not? i like seeing
you here"
she didn't answer
instead she packed up her books and left.
the next day she came.
she had a new sweater
and i noticed
six less bracelets
she took a glimpse at me
and smiled.
it gave me a warm
feeling in my heart.
a feeling i can't explain.
and that's when i realized
i couldn't explain
her either.
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