College Girl

I look at her and it seems she is under control
she is well kept and the frames around her eyes rest wearily
her words are an infinity sign
not the cliché kind, but in a never-ending, continuous kind of way
they curl at the end
looping around my head
enveloping me with thoughts of the future
she blinks opportunity

A sweet smile and humble breaths
I'm not sure that she can see herself
but deep down she has settled
and for that I am happy
for that I am proud.