Hello

"Hello," I said.

"Hello," was what peeped out.

"What's your name?"

She shrugged.

"What's yours?" she asked.

"Chloe."

"Nice name."

"It's okay."

"It's great."

"Well thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Why don't you have a name?"

"I don't have parents."

"What happened?"

"They died."

"I'm sorry."

"That's okay."

"How can it be okay?"

"I was a baby."

"Did you run away?"

"From where?"

"Your home."

"As a baby?"

"No. Did you go to an orphanage?"

"Yes."

"Then. Did you run?"

"Of course."

"I ran too. Just now."

"Well, I'm glad we're in the same boat."

I smiled. "Me too."

Later on we took a walk.

It was the only thing to do.

Besides, of course, talk.

All her stories were true.

She taught me a song

It was happy and cute.

It wasn't long.

And she played a flute.

I loved the nameless girl.

She was so divine.

A good name was Pearl.

No, Sunshine.

Representing the hope

That I felt

When I saw her in the rope

Behind the shelf.

The girl in the rope

Was finally named

Her name was Hope.

She was acclaimed.

There was a pink sky

Enough peace to keep

She wasn't shy

We laid down and fell asleep

In the morning

I woke up with a start

I instantly started mourning

For my broken heart

My best friend

The girl behind the rope

Our friendship without end

Ended. My Hope was gone.

I closed her eyes.

I wept for her.

Everyone dies.

I covered her in flowers.

The grave I made

Was not right

Nor was the trade

I made that night.

My Hope was gone.

It was all wrong.

Her life was done.

I played her song.

Author's Note

I hope you enjoyed it. Thank's for reading!

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[Tai Ryens]

And so my weary eyes lay their overly ambitious pupils on the noose once again. Golly, you really startled me and caught me off guard with that ending. I was expecting her to remove the noose and walk off a hopeful individual, only to realize that you planned for her to lose. Wondrous, well done.

[C.A. Lucas]

Thank you. I've never looked at this poem it that light before. I appreciate it :)