It was the last day of school, All were happy, exams finally came to end A few sad too, for they won’t be wearing the school uniforms again. It was different for me No tension of paper, no concern Just a bitter thought, How I won’t see her anymore. All were anxious, tensed ‘bout how the questions’ gonna be. I was depressed, thinking merely Of how my mornings would now turn out to be? Filled with her memories, Will they be as sweet, as was she? Or like a ghost, her memories would haunt me. When I saw her that day, for the last time, I felt a void within; my mind, blank. Blank as a new sheet of paper. Blank as a starless sky. I stood there, watching As she walked away, She slowed a bit... Or maybe I wished it so. The last plea of a sulking heart maybe it’s all that it was. She went out of sight and I bid her farewell, On the loss of a love so innocent, so true my heart cried and the heavens cr...
You might think of Introverts as shy and boring, but we see the world in a different way, a rather unique way. We have a universe of our own in our minds. We notice the little things that most people miss, we don't just observe people we study them. This is the world Through the eye of an Introvert.