Sometimes I watch her walk by out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes she glances my way. She never seems to stop and look me in the face. I often wonder why.
She's cute in this unaffected sort of way. Her smile is a little lopsided. She's taller than most girls, I think I like her that way.
I catch a glimpse of her when she hurries by. Her hair is Auburn red. I wish she'd stop and chat a while.. Maybe I'll stop and try.
She tucks her hair behind her ear. Looks down at her feet unsure. I try to smile encouragement. But I'm slowed down by my fear.
She tells me I shouldn't fear her. She's just a little girl. I look into her bright green eyes, After all, it's just a mirror.
~WhymZ~
Finding my voice, learning to love myself. Fighting for my sanity.