carmen was spontaneous and daring and bold.
i was dull, boring and insignificant.
she stayed up all night going out to god knows where.
whilst i locked myself in my room, writing poetry no one will ever read.
she puffed cigarettes and kissed boys
i drank coffee and read crappy books.
carmen sat in a table with an adoring crowd.
i sat on rooftops, away from them.
so you would never really think we'd become friends.
until
carmen went up to sit on the rooftop.
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Carmen
Novela Juvenilhair as gold as sunshine, lips as red as wine. in a city so hateful, carmen was a girl everyone admired. copyright ©2015 by jasmin p. || short story || lower case intended