True Friend
I have been here forever. Sitting on the same stand waiting for someone to just look at me. I see them walk by; their eyes graze over me. I am small and slim; but I can see everything. I know I am only ordinary to the naked eye but I am bigger and better than anything they have ever seen before.
The days are all the same for me, lights turn on and people flow through the doors. Hundreds of people walk by everyday. I know the day is coming to an end because there is no longer a crowd of people. I am alone. The lights are off and there it is just me, myself and I. I always wonder to myself when the day would come that I would no longer be alone.
The days fly by, and not a single person looks. I am beginning to loose all hope. The objects in front of me continue to disappear.
There is always one moment in your life where you can say, 'Is this really happening to me?'. I never thought that day would come until today. I did not notice at first that someone had actually stopped to look at me. I could not see her face but from what I could of her shoes she must have been one beautiful woman. Eventually, I feel myself being lifted. I am not quite sure what was happening until I see