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A Poem by savannah estrada

She sat, computer o the table in front of her.  other peoples fingers tap at the key in front of them createing a rythem with vary few pauses. she has nothing on her mind just the thought of him. he has no clue that she even exists but she dosent care. she dose not talk to him, but shes has a gift for observations. she saw him her first day at her new school. She moved a lot in her past, giving her the sensation that she needs to take in everything she sees befre its gone. When she saw him it was like nothing else she didnt know his name or who he was, but as she got used to the schools rutene and al her classes she found that he was a mystery even to thoughs he had class with. she was intergiged, she sees throught most walls people put up but some how she couldnt see throught his. she fled to his friends listing to there conversations,not trying to be rude or weird but she wanted to know why someone so young had alls so high.she found out little only the music taste and the games he plays. He was in a sence alot like her. she slowly at relized he to was trying to figure her out. he too ;istened to her convesations. she finally let her walls fall, and he did as well. No one really saw what was happening, they didnt talk, they didnt even make eye contact. she finally let it slip that she liked him. but she didnt admit it after the first time. she only let it spread slowly, am under control spread. she knew it was going to be hard but she didnt let anyone else know unless she was spreading the fire. The fire spread and eventally everone knew.he knew. he smiled when the last tree told him hes been waiting for months. he finally asked her and she said yes

© 2016 savannah estrada


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savannah estrada
savannah estrada

BRIGHTON, CO



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A Poem by savannah estrada