The Broken Girl

A short poem

I’ve always wanted to talk to you

I see you in the halls

You're also in my Science class, smiling that warm smile I love

I try not to look at you

But I can’t help myself

I want to talk to you

But I’m too shy

I will make a fool of myself

I’ll stutter, I’ll blush, I’ll shake

Maybe you won’t notice but I already know you’ve noticed

I can’t hide any emotions

I’m like a crystal ball, you can read me too easily

But when you smile that smile

I can’t help but smile along with you

Maybe we could talk

Maybe you’ll notice me

Doubt it though

I’m the shy girl in the class, who never talks, who never looks you in the eye

Who never makes a sound

You could mistake me as a statue

I barely even smile, whatever I have to do to stay invisible

But that all shattered when you sat down across from me in Science

I didn’t acknowledge you, not even the slightest

That was until you tapped my hand

I peeked at you from under my lashes

You smiled that perfect smile

I felt the blush creeping up my neck

Cascading along my cheekbones and intertwining with my freckles

I smiled and looked back down

Trying to suppress the butterflies that dare to present themselves

I ignore my thoughts screaming at me to say something anything

I don’t have to because you say hi

I whispered a quiet hi

You knew I was a shy girl, but you still talked to me

You tried to break down my walls I set up from people

Tried to get me to talk

Until I did

You smiled that beautiful smile

We talked everyday in Science

You made me laugh

You made me smile like an idiot

And you broke down my walls

The walls that took me years to set up

Within a week they were crumbling within my mind  

Until you stopped talking to me

Until you didn’t smile at me anymore

Until I started to set up my walls again

And I never saw that marvelous smile

Until I never even heard you laugh

You never talked to me

That’s how I learned to not trust

Is that what you wanted?

Start talking to that one freak in the class then break her?

Or you start talk to the girl in the class that's not popular and make her smile

Then make her trust you

Then you break her

Looks like your plan worked

Because instead of the shy girl

I’m now the broken girl

Author's Note

This is my first poem, I don't know if this is really poetry but yeah.
Hope you like it, suggestions are welcomed! :)

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is truly heart-touching! Though I must say why do we the females always let the species named 'men' break us so easily?
Nice composition ☺

[MadeleineHicks]

Thank you! I think that answer may never be known

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Yeah I think so too...
you are welcome :)