That Silent Girl In The Back Of Class

Something happened today

Well…

Really it started last week


When I partnered up

With the silent girl

In my last class of the day


She seemed mute at first,

But she could talk

She could speak, hoarsely, as though it hurt


And I found myself entranced

Not attracted, per say

But curious


What lies beneath her surface

Still remains a mystery to me

I can’t seem to read her how I read other people


I usually base someone off of their

Facial, Verbal, and Physical Reactions

But Two of those are taken off


All the physical things I’ve seen her do

Are these:

Bounce her leg, anxiously, and sprint out of school at the end bell


She’s like my Bella Swan

And I, her Edward Cullen

The need to figure her out is driving me insane


I need her blood

Her nectar

To find out her secret, why she acts that way


I want her to talk to me

Maybe just look at me

Just a little


To acknowledge my presence

My existence

My worth


I don’t even know her name….

Ha! That doesn’t matter

I just need to know her taste

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