Fragments

isolated

There was a comforting warmth inside of her and a radiant glow to her face when she talked to him. Her mind was so suddenly stimulated and her mouth moved quickly in harmony with her gentle vocal chords to pour out her ideas to him. 

With him, she felt so welcomed and at ease.

Just as their conversation was becoming more and more personal and emotional, another competing voice called his name, turning his undivided attention to another girl. He seemed to lose all interest in his previous conversation as he engaged in a newer and completely different one.

As the girl stood there, watching the two of them, she waited for her moment to interject and at least tell him that she wanted to leave. As more time elapsed and she became increasingly uncomfortable, she realized her moment wouldn't come, and decided to sneak away in silence.

They'd ignored her so quickly she figured they wouldn't mind her absence.

Where she had previously felt warmth and comfort she now felt a cold and desolate emptiness that turned her glowing face and the light blush on her cheeks pale and listless. Her mind, which had felt so free and open, was now restricted and locked away once again as her mouth squeezed shut and her vocal chords ceased to vibrate since they no longer had the occasion to producer meaningful sounds.

Now, with him, she felt so unimportant and isolated.