I like to breast stroke

She’s the girl whose jokes friends never quite laugh at, with the forced chuckles and the kind that dies away abruptly.

She’s the girl who hides her disappointment by laughing it off, by shrugging it off as another joke that didn’t make it. Along with every other joke that was never funny.

She’s also the girl whose eyes widen in disbelief when you do laugh.

She’s the girl who pretends to be just content with how it is, with how things are and for more times than she can count, wishes for a tiny trait of hilarity in her.

She’s the girl who isn’t very pretty, isn’t very funny and isn’t very witty but people who loves her makes sure she doesn’t fall over the edge. So she lives her life okay.

Fine but not wonderful. But as someone who shrugs it off as just another life’s joke on her, she can’t find reasons to complain. For why ruin something good to risk for something different?

She’s satisfied on some days, but on other days she’s ignored. Yet she stays grounded because she hasn’t yet fall over the edge.

She sometimes even confesses to you that she’s worried about herself, why she isn’t as witty as the rest of you, but you laugh it off and she falls silent.

Who needs that many funny people anyway? Your answer to her insecurity.
But you know what she really wanted?

It will be really nice if… if one day, you can just find it in your heart to just laugh along with her.

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Published:
8.23.07 / 1am
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