The First Time I Saw You

February 10, 2017

Beautiful boy.

So tall and graceful.

He looks at me like I’m a ghost.


I can’t help but stare.

He smells like soap and sweat.

I should say something before he thinks I’m an idiot.


“I-I’m Clary.”

Beautiful girl.

So small and lovely.

She looks at me as though I’m a murderer.

I must stop staring.

She smells of coffee and paint.

I need to say something or she’ll think I’m going to kill her.




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