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To The Girl Who Never Smiled at Me
Smiling doesn’t hurt, I promise
You moved into my apartment building and I got a little excited. I was happy another girl was moving in. I had been the only girl there for months. I guess you could say I had some high hopes. Hopes of maybe a new friend?
Expectation leads to disappointment.
I’ll give you time to settle in and warm up to me. I’m a pretty likable person.
I tried to say hi to you a few times. Actually every time I saw you, whether at the building, in the lane or on the street, I always said hi to you. Most times you completely ignored me, other times you would grunt a barely audible hello.
I could see after awhile that you just weren’t interested in making friends. I totally understand. All good. Your brother who also moved in to the other unit was very fun and friendly and nice.
Maybe you’re just shy. That’s cool.
Eventually I just gave up. It’s clear you have no interest in wanting to be amicable. I get it. Could be you’re an introvert and I understand. No worries. Or maybe you’re just having a bad day (every time I see you) and I can respect that.
Or maybe you just didn’t like me because you lived underneath me and you could hear me and my friend…
