And you know her dreams of living

And you know that she’s worth giving

You know all of her weaknesses

All her loves, essences and instances

All the times she’s said she wants to die

But you know her, you know it’s a lie

All the times she mutes her screams

When everyone else passes them off as dreams

You’ve seen her talk through her tears

It’s the same way you see through her fears

Like each time when you pull her up from the shadows

You’re only a step away, a single blink she knows

Cause just it’s too sad to say

That you only exist when she lays

When her eyes close, consciousness drifts

Sad to say you only exist in that rift”

She stops abruptly and I know immediately that the song isn’t done yet. I look over to her face and tears are falling down, staining her beautiful cheeks, but I can’t say she looks any less beautiful. In fact, she looks absolutely stunning with the light hitting her from here. I admit that if I had a camera I would be filming this. I’m a stalker, I know. I feel my face and I amazingly just realize that I’m doing the same. The tears fall down my cheek to curl into my mouth, the salty taste of tears, how appropriate.

She wipes her face and puts the guitar away before taking her notes and stuffing them into her bag. She unlocks the door, looking first if anybody was in the corridor, then leaves silently.

All I can do is stare at the spot that she once was. I can’t help but replay the scene over and over again in my head. Who was she winging about? And why were there two girls in the song? But despite these unanswered questions, I feel good. Because for the first since high school started, despite the tears falling freely down my face, I feel genuinely happy. Why? Well, because maybe, just maybe, Ashley Davies might actually be my dream girl.

I don’t wipe off the tears on my face and instead let them fall down as I did before. I take out my lunch and start eating, knowing I feel a little bit better.