Such a Privilege

You think you know her. How she thinks and how she feels. What she wants and what she dreams. You think you know. but really. You have no idea. You think you know why she”s happy why she’s sad or why she’s mad. You think you know the reason behind her tears. But really. You have no idea. All you do is assume. You assume everything about her. It’s all untrue. And you don’t care to look deep into her dark brown eyes and realize what’s about her. You won’t even talk to her. You assume and trashtalk her. You assume everything bad about her and never believe she can be anything great at all. You are so close to making her give up and just fall but she will not let you do that. You never knew her. You were never fortunate to have such a privilege.