There was a time
In which laughter
Was outrageously contagious.
She was with them,
The people who
Made her feel the happiest.
The first:
Who sat beside her;
With his long strawberry blonde
Flowing behind him
As his head rested
On her shoulder.
His laugh was gleeful,
His music taste unlike any other.
He blasted cassettes
Out of the handheld
He kept in his backpack.
The second:
Who sat across from her;
Who was beautiful,
Inside and out;
With dark hair
And glistening light eyes.
She had a beautiful voice,
No one ever tired
of hearing her singing.
Her laughter was fun;
Lighthearted, despite
Her inside struggle.
The third:
Who sat at the end,
Diagonal from her;
With longer blonde hair,
Enjoying the card game
Being played beside him.
He rested,
His eyes closed tightly.
Listening to the beat
of his tired heart,
She presumed.
The fourth:
Who sat on the left side
Of the beautiful girl;
Smiled and laughed
With the group.
He was calm,
But exuberant and enjoyable.
A warm smile spread
Across his face,
Reached his light blue eyes
That complemented his brown
Cropped hair.
It was at this moment,
Sitting alone
Weeks later
That she realized
That these were her true friends.
She missed them dearly.
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 4:32 PM UTC
There was a time
In which laughter
Was outrageously contagious.
She was with them,
The people who
Made her feel the happiest.
The first:
Who sat beside her;
With his long strawberry blonde
Flowing behind him
As his head rested
On her shoulder.
His laugh was gleeful,
His music taste unlike any other.
He blasted cassettes
Out of the handheld
He kept in his backpack.
The second:
Who sat across from her;
Who was beautiful,
Inside and out;
With dark hair
And glistening light eyes.
She had a beautiful voice,
No one ever tired
of hearing her singing.
Her laughter was fun;
Lighthearted, despite
Her inside struggle.
The third:
Who sat at the end,
Diagonal from her;
With longer blonde hair,
Enjoying the card game
Being played beside him.
He rested,
His eyes closed tightly.
Listening to the beat
of his tired heart,
She presumed.
The fourth:
Who sat on the left side
Of the beautiful girl;
Smiled and laughed
With the group.
He was calm,
But exuberant and enjoyable.
A warm smile spread
Across his face,
Reached his light blue eyes
That complemented his brown
Cropped hair.
It was at this moment,
Sitting alone
Weeks later
That she realized
That these were her true friends.
She missed them dearly.
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