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Friday, July 8, 2011

it was a pretty day...(06/17/11)

i woke up toDay not feeling pretty well...

but the first thing that came tO mind was his pretty face...

so i thought, "oh boy..this is gonna be a pretty day..."

i went to school...came in late for mY first class...

i cheered myself On, thinking, "this will be a good day..."

on oUr way to the cafe...

i saw him walking towards the same place...

i Smiled but he didn't notice me...

i told myself, " things will evenTually get better..."

we were eatIng together, merely a foot apart...

but something gave me the feeLing that we're worlds apart...

trying to be optimistic i said, "later..."

but then, the break was almost up...

we will be separated again...and i thought i have to give up...

but i toLd myself, "just a little more..."

this was my Only chance to be with him...

eVery day and only from monday to friday...

do i gEt to have an hour with him like this...

so i went out of my way and talked to him first...

i did My best to strike a conversation... i just wanted to talk...

i wantEd to tell him...



 "even for just a little bit..."

and yet...

he Barely rEgarded me...

i don't get it, was he deliberately trying to push me away...?

i finally admitted to myself, "it's over..."

the day is over...

and the afternoon Clouds looked heAvy as if it's aboUt to rain...

got out of the cab, then it StartEd to pour...

on my way home....

the chIlly raindrops traiLed down my cheeks...aLong with something really warm...

thinking back...

i thought..

"he used to smile At me so sweetLy Whenever our eyes met...
he used to sit beside me And hold mY hand if he got the chance...
he uSed to hoLd it even tighter if it's almOst time for him to go...
he used to whisper things to me...things that would'Ve really made my hEart flutter...
he used to look at me as if he reallY hated the fact that an hOur has already passed...
as if he really hates being apart....
bUt now....
i can't understand why....
how did it turn out this way?
why am i feeling this way?
all i wanted was, to say...
'it was a pretty day...'"

-H.G.

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