Girl On The Balcony
It was never the looks of her that brought me towards her, she is beautiful but what attracted me is her poor communicating skill. I liked the way she talks, searching through her whole brain for words to match the situation. She was a silent one before that's the thing I read her from the first moment I saw her. But she is trying to change now, she wanted to talk a lot. She had some kind of excitement while talking, she was talking fastly for sharing the ton of thoughts propagating from her brain.
I always tried to tease her when she tried to stammer while talking. She doesn't stammer usually but when she talks out of excitement it happens cause of her search for words. She never got mad or shown any kind of bad expression while mocking her, in some way she was kind of enjoying it. My smile was enough for her to be happy and join.
I still remember those rainy days when she is stuck at home and I went to visit her. She will be waiting for me at the top balcony, I didn't have enough time to spend there, I could be easily caught by her father. It could not be a good scenario when he sees me. It will be raining always in memories, I pass through the road and passes a smile to that face. It only lasts less than a minute, but it gives the pleasure of doing something forbidden.
Life was always like that it's always the pleasure that I got from so-called forbidden things motivated me to go forward in life. Usually, when it ends up being an easy thing, I will change my interest in something else. She never bored me, cause I never had to create fake situations to talk about, there was always something going on in her mind to talk about.
Maybe it's what I'm missing now, a person, with whom I could be open and talk without any barriers. I loved it when her call comes it seems like some kind of space where I can go and be peaceful. She never made me worry about the problems that may cause in the future. She always had some little untold stories, which was enough for the moment.