She walks slow.
her eyes glued to the floor.
you dont notice her.
but she notices you.
she wont ever be strong enough to take what youre throwing at her.
the fastball seemed to curve at the last moment.
why you lead her on an then dropped her like a glass...she broke like a glass too. shattering to pieces.
but you dont care.
i walk slow.
my eyes glued to the floor.
