You started to count at one.
You were the seeker at the game we played.
Two.
i begun to panic and fidgeted as you continued to count at three.
i looked around to check where i should hide.
Four.
You shouted the number loud enough to rang the place.
Five.
All were settled with their hiding positions.
Six.
Except for me. i didn't know where should my little frail body hides.
Seven.
You spoke. It wasn't loud as shout but it sent my head to hysteria.
Eight.
I looked between the swing and under the slide.
Nine.
I couldn't choose and everything's in vague. So I just made a run under the slide.
Ten!
You finally yelled.
All were steady and quiet. No movement, no nothing. It even seemed that the leaves and wind itself stopped.
Ready or not, here I come!
I heard your voice for the last time.
I waited.
And waited.
For you to seek for me.
I waited..
..for too long.
My legs were already numb.
But you never came.
You didn't seek for me.
But that was ten years ago. Back when we were young. Now it was all too reversed.
It is you who hides. And now, it is I who seeks.
I dropped my closed eyes under my arms that slids across the tree.
Like when we were young, the hysteria still haunts me.
i don't exactly know what to do since i was now the seeker.
But i knew i wouldn't disappoint you. I wouldn't abandon you like you did when we were younger.
I started to count at ten to one.
The panic was soon replaced with excitement.
Ready or not, here i come!
i heard my voice yelled.
i squinted my eyes to adjust at the sudden light.
i started to run for it to find you; to seek for you.
i looked around to check where you have hide.
i search everywhere, every place.
I begun to panic and fidgeted as i rang the place when i screamed for your name.
But no response. All were steady and quiet. No movement, no nothing. It even seemed that the leaves and wind itself stopped.
I looked.
And looked..
For you, and where you'd hide.
I looked..
..for too long.
My heart was already numb.
But i never found you.
You hide away from me. Never intending to be found; to be seeked.
Once again you left me..
Hanging.
Abandoned me like when we were younger.
If disappointment was all i could feel before, grievance was all that's left with me now.
If only i knew.
I shouldn't have hide.
If only i knew.
I never would have seek for you.
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Poetryi can make them believe my words. but i can't convince myself to believe in mine.