Mini Intermission: Poetry, Because I’m Sappy.
A boy met a girl.
She seemed very familiar,
not to the point of being
strange or creepy.
She did like to stare at him,
Which he found a bit odd.
But it wasn’t a serious problem.
The boy spoke to the girl.
“You’ve been watching me for a while now.”
She smiled and nodded,
“of course. For a very long time.”
He shrugged, pondered and moved on.
The boy enjoyed the company of the girl.
“I feel like I’ve known you my whole life.”
She grinned and laughed,
“what a terrible pick up line.”
He laughed at the purposefully misread intention.
The boy grew to be friends with the girl.
“I always wondered why you sought me out”
She thought and smiled,
“I’m just curious.”
He looked quizzical but moved on.
The boy grew close to the girl.
“So what is it that you’re curious about?”
She laughed and laughed,
“About when you’ll figure it all out.”
He looked confused but had to go.
The boy was intrigued by the girl.
“Will you tell me what I’m figuring out?”
She shook her head and giggled,
“That would ruin the surprise.”
The boy decided he would go sleep on it.
The next day he realized what it was.
He had been talking to the mirror all along.
A girl met herself.
And now she is free.
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