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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2007144
a small girl meeting reality
A nice light has come through my window again



Dancing along my face and brightening my teeth and eyes



Dressed up nicely too early in the morning with the sun leisurely rising up



Couldn't wait to see her in the evening







I can't seem to forget your warm smile



Making moths flutter away at my stomach



I was in such a daze that I stared at you across the room



Having the lesson unlearned







When the petrifying bell rang



It broke the magic you had over me



And continued walking to my next class



However I wanted to walk with you along the naked, bare hallway







I courteously asked you if we could walk to class together



And your sonorous voice touched my ears making it a positive response



Purposely, I wanted your small feet to step onto my new black shoes



Making you stumble over onto the hard tiles







You were so tiny and light



I didn't stop to help you for a second



Since you strongly helped yourself up



Having a bit of dirt onto your yellow dress







I was still in shock



And you said that I purposely trying to trip you



I had no words to say no



I had no mouth to say sorry







And that was the moment



Where I have fallen in love



With her energy to be strong



Inside such a small body







She slapped me and said "don't see me ever again"



Her strength and voice



Made the moths eat away at my stomach



And made me fall onto my knees



Crying of bliss and somber







Now it's evening



The sun is farther than before



The moths leaving through my mouth by sighs



Heading towards to the sun



Leaving me hollow



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