Thursday, September 22, 2016

"I am that kid"

Once I noticed it... I saw a reflection...

Hands half clutched, watching the free spirit girl attract to the weirdly dressed young man. I see it, he's a good color of white, blues eyes, good smile. Why not want him... His actions were no weirder than his outfit; nerdy glasses and a leather jacket in broken shoes; speaking to every individual that was in the park. Everyone except her; is he even straight?! Real? Conscious of her?! What I wouldn't do to be the one she is attracting to..

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