i am nostalgic tonight

i sit quietly in a car beside the window

looking at the mix of neon lights

and double yellow lines that line the road

and i think of the girl i was only two months ago

she didn’t flip to the end of books

afraid to face a sad ending

she didn’t stumble on words

that she knew by heart

she didn’t make a mistake

like falling for someone

who couldn’t possibly ever feel the same way about her

she didn’t eat

sweetened cranberries in french class

because she had stopped caring completely

and she didn’t frown while smelling the musty smell

of library books

~who is this girl you left me to become?

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