She is not broken

I don’t know why
But I did meet someone
I knew I was not to gain sex
Not even to gain friendship

I met this girl from the worst place
But it seem innocent enough
Met a bodyguard at the door
My dad wasn’t sure to leave me alone

The girl in the picture was not her
But it was her the same girl
her picture she looked so innocent
No it was the same girl

Her eyes looked so weathered
You can see many years in the eyes
Body was fragile some of a loss
Like the weight of the world

Her body worn thin from heavy exercise
Weightlifting the world seemed to be her curse
Greetings were light and house seemed bigger
Too big for just one girl and a bodyguard

Many pictures on a piano showing a family
Family of beautiful people like keepin with the jones
Table setup for two as was expected
Bookshelves lined one wall as a decor

Fixing of drinks before being seated
Non-alcohol for sure but fruity
We had little to say to start
It was uncomfortable to talk

She added I was the first
In many years to be in the home
Bodyguard disappeared with her motion
Then we were alone to talk

As no subjects to talk
The weather was discussed
And I learned her college
Was on the hill above us

She had similar desires
In the computer field as I
It was noticeable that
She was not as strong

The slightness noise
She would jerk to look
Like it was always on her mind
What happen would happen again

Her look was different than I expected
She didn’t seem to be as strong
As I it seemed talking on chat
Her weakness showed though

I talked with her about self defense
She seems opposed to that option
But seemed interest as women taught it
Seemed strange that her body guard was male

We had a nice lunch
Mostly garden salad in a sandwich
It was still filling with just greens
We openly talked about school

She seemed very lonely
She was happy with the situation
I’m happy that she is happy
After lunch we sat outside in a little sun

The bodyguard highly visual outside
Learned that he is not there all the time
I did feel a lack of trust in me but before I was to leave
I felt we set a level of trust, I know I trust her

Where did the time fly it was almost three
The afternoon was gone evening was coming
What did we talk about everything anything
I avoided talking about any loves

I know she didn’t have any
I know she is happy with that
I think I made a friend for life
I suggest a little makeup

That to just to make her feel
Better about herself
Makeup removed the age from her eyes
She did need some weight but ate like a bird
 
She had very beautiful clothes
As we went though her closet
I felt one with her I guess its about
Being in one’s shoes for the day

She lives like this every day
Just school and home
What will she do with work
The field is much men in it

That seems that men is not
And never be in her life
She has no trust for men at all
Thanks to the jerks that took her life

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

When trust has been broken it's really hard to let your guard down and trust someone again. Exellent writing. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[A.r. Bazian]

amazing!
why do i have a feeling that....i'll keep that to myself!
i like it!
the flow is nice... no difficulties!
and i can feel it!
it touches and is emotionally presentable!

i like!