Friday, June 25, 2010

Growing pains.

At the end of a party,
A girl told a younger girl

"You can't like me because you are too young,
You are too naive, too new,
Too awkward."

"But I like you," she said.
"Too bad," the older one replied back.
And walked away.

The younger girl grew up

In the middle of the street,
She told an even younger girl

"You can't like me because you are too young,
You are too naive, too new,
Too awkward."

"But I like you," the even younger girl said. "I really like you."
"Too bad," she said.
She too walked away.

The even younger girl grew up.

At the end of the night,
She told a younger than her girl

"You can't like me because you are too young,
You are too naive, too new
Too awkward."

"But I like you," the younger than her girl said. "I really really like you."
"Too bad," she said.
She walked away just like the others did.

The even younger than her girl grew up.

I don't even have to tell you what she said to the girl who was younger than her
In the middle of a field at night.

Everything happened just like it happened before.

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