reorganising my room. it keeps my mind off things. have i given up. where was its worth if nobody is fighting to save it. need space for studies. storage space. shelves for my books. this was found in my pile of writings. i don’t know when i wrote it…
“When I first met you…again.”
I walked upon a wooden stage.
My eyes gazed into the crowd.
They fell on a girl with dark locks.
A fear hung above me like a cloud.
Again my eyes curiously fell on her.
Silent with no smile, but something there.
My young mind began to wonder.
In years I didn’t know she would be the friend I was after.
Her first words were short and simple.
I grinned my ever childish grin,
“Haven’t I seen you before?”
A nod and a ‘yes’ was all she said.
For so long I had prayed,
For a friend to fill my empty side.
People I loved never stayed and turned away.
My young heart was always so careless.
Years later she said to me,
“I love how the stars shine.”
Instead I saw her smile shine brightly.
“I wish I was an astronaut.”
-mf
