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it was tuesday, 11 pm when i received a message from him, asking me to meet him.
such an usual time and unusual day.
we never met on weekdays and it was like an unspoken rule between us. knowing us as idols, weekdays were filled with meetings, practice or recording sessions. so, naturally none of us ever requested to meet on those days. we just kept in touch through our exchanged messages that i did very 'sneakily' between the schedules i had during the day or under the blanket veiling my bright smiles during the night.
it's been a month,
a month for the little seed in my heart to bloom into a beautiful flower,
growing and extending its stems throughout my skin until it's all covered with sweet petals,
and each day i took more butterflies to shelter inside my stomach,
and let it fly freely amongst this flower garden he's been nurturing, unknowingly.
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meeting up at this hour seemed risky, and yet once again i comply to his request like a love struck fool; which i recently found that i am, indeed.
making my way along the flower path brought me back to the memories of that night.
my first sneak out and my palpitating heart; head filled with messy thoughts yet my heart was curious of this one persona that keep on drawing me in.
and here i am again, at the same place. yet i was staring at that persona, him, already sitting on the bench where i sat on when we first met. him waiting this time instead of me.
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when he noticed my presence, he stood up. with clothes neater than the usual clothes he'd use when we're meeting up, yet a cap and mask was still present. his crescent shaped eye smiles were visible and i beamed at him behind my mask. lightly skipping on my steps, i approached him.
