"she was like every person
she had met before.
never felt like home
and never expected more.
why would she?"
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it was raining and i had no other option than staying in the library. it wasn't any torture anyway, i liked to listen to the sound of falling drops against the window while diving myself into stories.
i finished the book and i started to think about how to take a break before starting another one. i usually went for a short walk but not during that heavy rain. so i grabbed a piece of paper and a pen from my bag, wondering if i could write a poem, what the girl from yesterday had talked about. maybe it won't be that hard.
the topic i chose was about the dreary weather and quiet saturday. it wasn't that bad for a beginner but i wasn't satisfied with my work, so i hid it in the book i had just finished before putting it on the counter.
for another fifteen minutes, i was stuck between the shelves searching for new books. i was deep in my thoughts i didn't notice a girl walking my direction.
"excuse me," she said. i was startled by the sudden sound but stepped back.
"i'm sorry," i blurted out. the book she took was 'the hobbit'. "i read this a few years ago, it's an amazing book," i added.
"i know, i read it four times," she smiled and walked away, fixing her short black hair which had fallen to her eyes when she had been bending to reach the book. i still hadn't finished 'the notebook'.
