
I see a girl through a storefront window…
She has beautiful blonde hair.
A wonderful smile, that melts my heart.
With sparkling blue eyes to match.
A glow about her that makes me smile.
She is in front of a mirror trying on some clothes.
I ask myself.
Is she seeing who she wants to see?
Does the mirror reflect the secrets of her past?
She reaches for another shirt…
This time it’s a white one.
Will her reflection change?
I stare and I feel attracted to her.
Drawn to her as if I am supposed to approach her.
I feel awkward, yet comfortable.
Should I be staring?
What could she be thinking right now?
I am drawn to the look in her eyes.
I don’t care about the past!
I forget all I have ever said and done.
I just have her on my mind.
She reaches for a blue top and tries it on.
Then a pink one.
Somehow she is not happy with either one.
I just keep staring, my eyes are affixed on her.
She won’t get any if she is not completely happy with them.
She is searching for a perfect fit.
One that she feels comfortable with.
It’s just a simple shirt, I wonder out loud.
What is going on inside her head?
Is she just as picky when it comes to special friends?
Does she choose everyone just as selectively?
What does she look for in a special friend?
She turns around, and our eyes meet, she smiles at me.
I say to her take the blue one, it matches your eyes.
As she reads my lips, she does and smiles.
I feel like a voyeur, invading her privacy.
I don’t know what to do?
Do I approach or walk away?

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