Just like that,
Things can change.
You are sure you hate
Someone when
Suddenly,
They wave you over,
A smile on their face
And say they're
Sorry.
Just like that we were friends again and
By the end of the day,
We were already
Re-discussing our plans for the summer.
In tennis we were partners and
We chatted in English.
Just like that,
Things can change,
And even though it's not the same
Not even close,
I think it's a step in
The right direction.
But I've spoken to a boy
In my History class,
The same class you're in,
But he's quiet and
Short.
He's nice though, and he makes me laugh,
Like you do.
Will is maybe the friend I needed when
I was alone but
I'm not alone anymore.
(Found written on a torn envelope)
YOU ARE READING
Faded
Teen FictionBecause in the end, we are all irrelevant. Especially me. {A series of notes and letters written by a girl called Chloe McMullen, found in places you would least expect}
