The Girl Who Rarely Speaks (Poem #38)

There was a girl with a regular voice
and not using it was her choice
to her mother she never said
“buy me this” and “buy me that”
instead she crossed her fingers and thinks
“I hope she does”

The girl grew up to be a fine young woman
when people ask why she seldom talks
her friends would say, “she’s just too shy”

Once in her life she fell in love
he said, “I love you, do you feel the same?”
and she simply said yes
when she truly meant
“whatever you feel, I feel it a thousand times deeper”

Fast forward to the day he left
he was filled with excuses
and she was her usual silent self
she simply let out a sob
she said goodbye and closed the door
she kept it locked
just like all the words
and all the love inside of her.

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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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