She looked away

Natalie Jannex
Aug 9, 2017 · 2 min read
Street Art in Sydney

I looked at this street art and it amazed me. Hope you guys like the story that i wrote about it.

She’s looking away. She’s hiding. I’m looking at you. Observing you. I’m looking in your eyes and tell me that I’m right…Tell me why she did this to me.

When she needed something, I was always there for her. Always there for her…Always treated her like a sister to me. I used to look at her…as a sister to me. But she didn’t look at me. She looked away. Wondering why she is my friend when I am the nicest and she isn’t? I even gave her my jacket when she got cold so that she can be warm. I’m talking and she is still looking away…She is not looking at me…not replying to me. Everything I did for her…She forgot it…within a minute..a second..a millisecond..maybe she didn’t forget…maybe she never thought of it.

Look at me..Why aren’t you looking? Why aren’t you talking? Why are you hiding? I’m starting to know you more when I’m looking you, more than hearing your words and your soft voice. Your eyes are who you are. Your eyes tare telling me everything you were thinking of when we were together. Your eyes are still telling me why you did that to me but now I can’t look anymore…What is happening to me…I can’t…look. Voices in my head are telling to stop looking at you…Suddenly, with a blink of an eye…you disappeared. You’re gone…Our long happy moments died too.

It’s over.

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