sometimes i accidentally meet his eyes on class and he would smile at me. sometimes he'd stare and i can't help but stare, too. one afternoon.. everybody was outside watching football i was left inside our classroom. i accidentally fell asleep while reading. i heard someone singing heart like yours by willamette. i didn't move because i was certain that it was his voice. he was close that i can already feel his warm breath on my nape. i pretended to be asleep until he finished the whole song and left. it was tuesday.
flimsy brown
YOU ARE READING
war of shades
Romansahe sat at the back of the room where the gloomy sun lays its melancholic rays.
