Misspoken Words

New

A girl part of my friends is nice.

She is funny.

But she is different.

I am different, I don't know why I am complaining.

She is now my new best friend.

She is fun to hang out with.

She makes me smile.

She has the same interests as me.

She makes me happy.

I still try to catch Madison's glance.

Maybe I can apologize.

But she avoids me.

Or maybe I was avoiding her.

I know inside I was avoiding her.

I gave up.

But I'm new.

I have a new best friend.

Madison doesn't need me anymore...

She can hangout with the pretty girls.

She can hang out with the pretty, kind, funny, cute, girls.

I am happy.

I really am.

The word 'happiness' would loose it's meaning if it where not balanced by sadness.