I had no right to. I'm supposed to be a better Christian than that but truth is I'm only human. I'm no special deity who can take away your problems or am I above anyone. I'm just a spiritual being and I misjudged you. Last semester you got on my LAST nerves!!!! You always had a comment or some additional information to go along with the topic. I really wanted to punch you. Every time we got to Human Communications I wanted to knock you out!!! or scream and tell you "We get it. You're smart. Now can you shut up! Please!" Lol. I sit next to you in French now. I gotta admit...things started off kind of shaky. I have these spouts of extreme self-consciousness and think that people are paying way to much attention to my smell. I'm pretty sure half of our awkwardness came from me looking at your nose to see if it would tell me if you thought I smelled or not which in turn probably made you self -conscious and probably explains why you were always rubbing your nose. Big NO NO. After I got over myself I actually started to look you in the eyes in our conversation and realized you're a pretty chill person. Like, even though you're hecka smart you're not that hard to talk to. or is it because we both have trouble with French and you actually seemed kind of human instead of this walking, talking Wikipedia.(which you are btdubs) I now know the reason behind your smarts and know that it was probs very hard and uncomfortable for you telling me that I'm kind of glad you did. Without even knowing it, you taught me a lesson at being a better Christian. Really, judging isn't cool. Had I held on to that attitude from last semester that French project probably wouldn't have gone that smooth. We spent a total of about 30 mins working on that project out of the 2 1/2 hours we were in there. Gosh! I would have never thought that you smoke! I mean, I personally don't like it but you seem to have your reasons. You just seem so nerdy and goody two shoes. I don't know. You're still pretty chill regardless. I'm pretty sure you sent me a meme today but I never looked at it. Just felt like pouring out something. I hope you never read this. Or if you do we have to be closer than we are now.
From: Her book of Poems
YOU ARE READING
Her Little Book Of Poems
PuisiHer train of thought. Words She doesn't want to tell anyone she knows. Things she's scared to admit all wrapped up in her little book of poems.