1. New chapter
There's a girl, who sits across from you with her eyes shiny as glass. You don't think about why, just who.
There's this girl, who sits across from you and she doesn't say a word. You don't think why, just how.
There was this girl, who used to sit across from you, who's eyes were shiny as glass because she was crying; who used to sit across from you and didn't say a word, because she as sad.
It's too late for you to wonder, now you know and it's too late.