I'am Addicted To You

Sam

I heard what happened to Summer, rumours were spreading. What if she thinks I'm saying things? She can't, she shouldn't. I guess I kind of feel bad for her. She has gone through a lot, I just wish I could talk to her, comfort her, hold her, and maybe even kiss her. But no, she doesn't know me, and I barely know her.

" Hey bro, what's up?"

" Nothin really, but did you hear about that weird girl, how someone in her family died or something like that."

"Don't be rude, she a really nice girl."

"Dude don't freakout, I was just say......."

"Never mind let's just talk about something else."

" Okay what ever you say."

As I watch her walk down these halls, unrecognizable, tears streaming down her face, people laughing her. I get that people think she's weird, but don't laugh because if your in her shoes, it would be their funeral.

I slowly walk up to her afraid of what she would say but looking down her deep beautiful brown eyes, I see an injured soul. I try and whisper

"Summer."