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Recollections of Rejection


So many classes were wasted Only to look at her. Her hair, long curly, and blonde Gave her plenty of my attention. I can still imagine Jade and her jade-green eyes As well as her pure white smile. She’d wear the most interesting outfits That did well in complementing her light brown skin. It makes sense why she won Best smile, best hair, and best fashion sense. With her cute military hat And bright rain boots Which she wore regardless of weather. However, most outgoing personality? Certainly not her or I. One could easily find her reading a book, never to look up. Sitting at the corner of an empty table. Speaking to her took great skill, For me at least, but it still Didn’t get me anywhere. Chatting with yourself would be Better than talking to her. Then you know there will be a response. When I said hi, she’d go bye-bye. So I stopped my pursuit, As painful as it was. But somehow, in the end, This jade-eyed girl became my friend.
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