Secrets In The Stairwell
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Last published Wed, May 8, 2024
I never knew why you hated me so much. Never knew why those wandering eyes always seemed to catch mine just at the right time you wanted to glare. Never understood why you'd go out of your way to push me in the hall. Why your hands always found my books, with still enough time to walk briskly by me in the aftermath as if you hadn't done a thing. I didn't understand, and maybe I never would've. Maybe I would've gone my whole life without ever knowing why you hated me so much. If it wasn't for that first ever slip up at the bottom of the stairwell. If it wasn't for our first secret. Maybe, just maybe, there'd be no story at all.
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