Trauma Bonding

Her

I met her on the first day of college

Leaning up against the wall

Hunched over and seeming so small

Looking much like how I felt

The room around us echoed with nerves and joy

But she was the only one I could not understand

She stood tall once it started

But her head continued to lay low

The first time I heard her talk I thought I was floating on air

Soft and warm

Firm with knowledge

A voice filled with confidence

Her smile was beautiful

Kind and flirty as she spoke to me

My stomach felt like it was on mount Everest

And that night I dreamed of her