I sat in the library today
For a few hours
On the top floor
By those really big windows
That show almost the entirety of campus
And I teared up just a little bit
Which is strange
Becuase I’m not one to cry
I hope no one saw
But they probably didn’t
Because my hair is always in the way
Even though its short
It always manages to find its place in my eyes
And probably because I tend to keep my head down
I don’t think I’m the type of person people pay attention to
I don’t think I'm quite significant enough for eyes to be on me
I’m quite plain really
But I think I secretly like that
I secretly like that no eyes are on me
Its a bit more simple that way
But
You paid attention
To me
So
I want to thank you for that
Because it made me feel all soft inside
It made me realize that you thought of me
You saw something and sent it to me
And it made you think
Of me
It made me feel things I haven’t felt in a while
Which was quite nice
So,
Thank you.
About the Creator
Beau Green
i have an uncurable illness called 'teenage emotions', and you all have to deal with it. sorry not sorry.
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