Not having to speak to someone
Not having to stare into their cold eyes and listen to their useless talk.
Just sitting silently alone,
Looking outside at the cars driving by,
The people walking past,
The joy of having that special moment of peace to myself.
Thinking about the day.
About tomorrow,
About the future.
Endless daydreaming.
Note: A-Level exams have prevented me from being able to write or visit Opuss as often as I used to. Managed to write this yesterday night before bed! I do miss reading all the amazing poetry/stories. After the 19th June though, I'll be back. Ready to write and read!
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