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Ashton

her long hair reflected the tiny beads of water that fell from the sky.

she was sat in the middle of the street, holding nothing but a look of despair, and the universe in her hazel-green eyes.

so my feet brought me to her.
in the middle of the street.
as the lightning flickered angrily.

and i acquired up the space next to her.
sitting on the wet cement.
while the thunder took the silence.

as for all of the shit i could have possibly said,
all the words that could've been,

i only sat beside the unknown girl.
the one with the pretty eyes,
quiet demeanor,
and shining hair.

letting the thunderstorm consume the two of us with every drop.

a/n
let me know what you think,
you're a beautiful person, love.
have a day,
-soph🌻

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