Turning over to a new page, starting a new chapter isn't as easy as it may sound. Pushing someone away will give guilt, giving them a chance may give satisfaction. Keeping oneself locked up inside may not always be the solution but becoming vulnerable to the world is no option. Liking people is easy, trusting them wisely is intelligence. Thinking is an art, over-thinking is stupidity.
With all these thoughts in mind she looks up at you, gazing in those beautiful , perfectly shaped , shiny eyes. The eyes in which she sees herself. Somewhere between the taunts and the laughter she saw the way you looked at her. Somewhere between the morning hellos and evening goodbyes she felt the tingle down her spine. Scared of what may come her way she hung around constantly pushing every thought away. She quickly looks away hoping no one saw the deep 30 second stare. A million things rushing through her mind she grabs a cup of coffee and sits alone ready to give her head a chance. A chance to think. A chance to re-live all the memories she was so bitterly drowning. She looks up to see them all stand and laugh at something, she sees you ignorant of what's going around you, she sees you deep in thought. It's as if she can read your mind. She know's exactly what you are thinking, but what matters to her most is virtually stepping into the future, to make sure she's not in for disaster and that is exactly when she slips.
The fun and laughter go on, keeping herself ignorant of the reality she once thought and now knows. For the second time in her life she sees what she's wanted.
With all these thoughts in mind she looks up at you, gazing in those beautiful , perfectly shaped , shiny eyes. The eyes in which she sees herself. Somewhere between the taunts and the laughter she saw the way you looked at her. Somewhere between the morning hellos and evening goodbyes she felt the tingle down her spine. Scared of what may come her way she hung around constantly pushing every thought away. She quickly looks away hoping no one saw the deep 30 second stare. A million things rushing through her mind she grabs a cup of coffee and sits alone ready to give her head a chance. A chance to think. A chance to re-live all the memories she was so bitterly drowning. She looks up to see them all stand and laugh at something, she sees you ignorant of what's going around you, she sees you deep in thought. It's as if she can read your mind. She know's exactly what you are thinking, but what matters to her most is virtually stepping into the future, to make sure she's not in for disaster and that is exactly when she slips.
The fun and laughter go on, keeping herself ignorant of the reality she once thought and now knows. For the second time in her life she sees what she's wanted.
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