A WORD AWAY FROM YOU FOREVER
"Is she your girlfriend?" My Mom asked me.
I smiled as I looked at the girl I love, who is now moving away from us.
I smiled at her when she looked back at us.
I waved at her and smiled the sweetest smile.
"No, Mom, she's not my girlfriend," I answered my Mom's question.
Her forehead wrinkled at my response.
"Because she's my love, my home, my rest, my girl, my sure thing."