The world is falling apart. Moving on is the hardest thing to do. Every time I look at you I see your smile, your eyes, your silly faces, your stupid…stupid jokes. But when you move on, you have to erase that feeling you get when he looks at you. You have to erase the beautiful image of him smiling, of his eyes, of his silly faces, at his stupid…stupid jokes. You have to look at him and not cry every time you see him smile. Suddenly days are good and you start liking another guy. The guy you met is perfect. You think, “See I moved on!” Then you look back and it comes back to you. His smile, his eyes, his silly faces, and his stupid…stupid jokes. You knew then that he makes you feel alive and happy. He is the one who is going to guide you through the troubles, even if he is only your friend. You know you can never really be over him. Just because of his stupid smile, stupid eyes, stupid faces, and stupid…stupid….stupid jokes.
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ashinibhardwaj, this is great! I can hear your piece as though you’re here in my living room reading it to me. The ellipses in the phrase “stupid…stupid jokes” seem to work as a great emphasis tool to describe just how bad his jokes are. The repetition makes this piece very poetic. My mind got carried away and I saw this piece as more of a monologue of sorts…haha, great work!
Thank you SO much! I am really glad you liked it!