
you choose the coldest seat in the class
next to the tall pretty girl
with a gleaming smile and long, straight flowing hair.
taking one good look at her you already know her story.
new school means new friends
i think as a stare across the table at the same friends.
but something seems different.
we're missing someone,
or many someones.
or maybe even a part of ourselves.
Comments
Very pretty! I love the hues of pink and purple.
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