Absently Present

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    Beautiful, smart, talented... A social butterfly.
    Loved, known by many, and having it together.
    Happy, carefree and absolutely sure of herself.
    Fun to be around, playful, and open to new people.
    Occasionally snobbish, mostly kind...extroverted even.
    Molly does look like their assumptions of her you know.
     
    They are right...in part.
     
    Sharing just enough to break the ice.
    Letting in the true ones, only at times when she is in her element.
    Never laying her soul bare actually.
    Not even on her social media.
    Not where they know her at least.
    Her playful blushing helps a lot with this.
    ...Blinking, giggling, and looking away or something.
    That's what she does at the Glare of an intuitive Stare.
     
    She's perfectly okay spending time alone, don't get me wrong.
    In fact, she craves it on occasion.
    To sit back in the quiet, think, wonder, get lost in her mind...or book...or music.
    Even for a day or 2
    Make it 3 or 4 when she's out in nature.
    She kind of feels its being alive you know.
    She has a beautiful mind.
    It has a lot going on...a beautiful lot.
     
    What they don't know is that nobody truly knows her soul.
    The colours, sound, and contours of it.
    Well, Bruce had a glimpse of it but he had a lot going on.
    He had to go.
    Jack thought he did but he was too shallow to grasp the depth of her if we're being honest.
    Eva could see it if she was consistent.
    But she's got her energy elsewhere so...not worth it.
    Her dad only recently realized that he doesn't know her at all.
    He's pleased by what he's found out through a post she made, but that's it.
    He now knows that her curiosity and endless learning was not just a phase.
    See, they're similar in many ways... different in even more.
     
    So basically, she's still alone in a world of 3 billion.
    Still alone as a part of a genuinely loving family.
    All alone despite her small circle of true friends.
    Completely alone even though she interacts with many.
     
    She knows there's others like her, but how to reach them?
    They're in camouflage, just like her...most probably.
     
    Her beautiful mind and comfort in solitude has contributed to her not letting in mediocrity just because.
    At first glance, she's just a normal diva...a little spoilt even. 
    That's all she lets some see, even at times when it's a complete misrepresentation of who she really is.
    But she knows not if she'll bump into one who can accommodate what she is.
    Someone...or people, who can pour as much into her as well.
    Those whose curiosity never died with the onset of adulthood.
    We could call it..."A playmate...playmates"
     
    Until then, she's with people yet still all alone...with God of course but...you catch my drift.
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