And just for thought...
Can I ask you something?
Why do you always have that sad look in your eyes?
I do, do I?
I see you here, always so quiet when you write in that book.
It's just my nature but I am not sad.
Then what is it?
Lonely, I guess, a tortured poet of sorts.
May I ask if you're married?
I suppose since you just did. No. Why?
That's just a ring, a reminder of something.
It's beautiful but that's why I haven't talked to you before.
Why is that?
I thought you wouldn't be interested in me. Figured you would have someone.
Just me but thanks.
For seeing whatever it is you see in me.
I'm sure many see but just don't know how to say.
Do you come here every day?
For the most part.
I'm not as anti social as I look.
You just seem to be in your own world.
I spend a lot of time there, that's true.
Would you like to go to dinner with me?
A girl does have to eat.
You can't stop smiling.
You should never stop smiling.
Then give me a reason.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.