She saw the camera one afternoon
In the courtyard, aimlessly laying there
She could see the way he looked up
He wanted to be alone
But nobody wants to be alone, right?
So like the idiot she is, she went over
She laid down next to him
And looked up
"A man once told me 'People want to be alone, but nobody wants to be lonely'"
The camera smiled
"It's hard not to be alone in a lonely world"
She shrugged "It doesn't have to be a lonely world"
The camera smiled again
"I'm Asher"
"Iris"
And he finally had some hope
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Iris and Asher
Poetry~It's so odd how people drift apart Like how people drift away From memories and photographs That always seem to stay and remain the same~ A short story on how opposites could try and attract
