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chapter 2



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It was after class when I walk towards the library to read some books about history, I was actually struggling earlier with our lessons


I need to get things straight


The lonely melody of my footstep resonates on my surroundings as I walk through the piles of books with my fingers gazing over each one


I loved the silence, I always did


But why am I always put to an environment that causes me nothing but disturbance


Right now, it's peaceful and quiet; no one can come to me and I'm glad


I'm glad that I finally have time for myself


I look up from the shelves and finally find the topic that I was looking for, I stand on my toes as I desperately reach for it


Got it


When I finally land back on my feet a strong push of the wind hits me as my hair flies all over the place, I turn to see the window wide open with a man sitting on it's sill with it's eyes closed


I stopped, awed by the feel of the breeze against my face, the smell of it. my skirt fluttered against my ankles, hair whispered against my forehead


A few feet away from me I gaze at his side profile that already seemed so precious, his hair that delicately falls on his forehead as he had his eyes on the outside world


The sky, we're looking at the same sky right now


You know I'm right here in front of you, staring. why are you not tearing your eyes from the vibrant painted sky?


I'm right here


Please look at me



"When people collide together, it's not just about love."



Ahh, his voice is so soft running just like honey, the tone and the deepness indeed shows how much you've grown up through the years of your life


I want to hear it again


While sitting right in front of me, with one of your knees raised next to your chest and the other one swaying in the air, you told me such words with a meaning engraved inside it


Right now, did we just collide?


Just like a commet, is that what you're pertaining to us right now. I can't tell what's on your mind since I can't properly see your face


Are you angry


Are you happy


Or are you wondering


Why I'm not going to leave anytime sooner


Nervously, I wet my lips while gripping unto the book tight in my grasp, I stare at him silently as his hair moves against the wind's will


If I don't talk to you sooner


You'll leave


"What are you thinking about?" tiny and stiff words run steadily out of my mouth as I mustered up all my courage to say something more proper than that


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