Your friends saw me looking at you today.
They told you and you looked over.
So I waved.
You nodded but then you laughed with your friends while looking at me.
Did you laugh at me?
If you did, I'm glad I was able to make you laugh.
It's good to see you laugh.
It's beautiful.
Like you.
If only I knew what I did to make you laugh.
If it was me that is.
If it was me, I would do it a thousand times again to see you laugh like that.
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12 Months
Short Story12 months is all she has to make this work. Years of staring at the boy by the park through her window. Maybe it's time to take a risk. Or maybe it would be too dangerous.
