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จาก
คำกริยา
ออกไปให้พ้นจากที่ใดที่หนึ่ง เช่น
"จากบ้านจากครอบครัว"
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"You don't have to say anything"
The innocent smile appeared on the face of the person with a hundred pounds of paper crumpled in a corner in his hand. The uniform is full with multiple colors of pen ink that doesn't look presentable. The owner of natural brown hair pursed his lips, staring deeply into the eyes with the same color of twilight sky.
Last night he prepared a lot of words into his head, putting them into his brain, pondering many times, hoping that it would turn out to be the best and most memorable. Even though he knew in his heart that it would be just a faint dust stain that floats in the memory of the other party.
"I..."
"..."
"Like you"
The person that heard it did not show any reaction because he tends to have this type of confession all the time. Those sharp eyes look at the words that are written on the uniform. To be honest, it's not surprising. Though he's just in grade 5. But in their school there will be people writing each other's uniforms every time the semester ends.
'Dont forget me na nuea! Come back and visit us too'
'Who's going to let me copy their homework if it's not you. Take care, I will not forget you'
'From now who's going to be responsible for cut-out color? Love you, take care of yourself too'
It's just
"I know that we have not seen each other before"
Those words on that shirt...it's like saying goodbye
"We've never talked before. You don't know who I am"
"..."
"But I know everything related to you"
Drops of water that were too warm to be the rain flowed over the cheeks, not even a sobbing sound escaped from his lips of the boy that was about 7cm shorter than him...the hands that are too pretty for a boy give the paper that are rolled into a cylindrical shape while trembling.
"Thank you for the impossible to smile but still manage to smile everyday. Thank you, Khabkluen"
He said that way together with a smile that was covered in tears. The person that was listening could only let the silence do its job as usual. The wind that is stronger today blows past them both and the minute hand of the clock continues, that person has to move on.
Every confession word that doesn't sound memorable at all. The thoughts of the person that had said fly together with the wind. The shorter person uses his sleeve to wipe away his tears before nodding his head to thank the person who willing to listen and then turn around to walk towards the person in the car that looks like they're waiting for their only son of Wattanawatchot (วัฒนาวัฒนโชติ) until they're worried.
"Have a safe flight"
His beautiful chestnut shaped lips moved as he say, that cold deep voice he got from his father. No matter who he talks to, including his mother, his father will talk with that kind of tone…and of course Khabkluen imitates it perfectly.
The person who's both the listener and the person who confessed didn't say anything in return. All he could do is to speed up his pace in order to sob harder than he already is.
Humans classify different types of waves(kluen). Independent waves are those that are generated by the action of winds or monsoons. Some waves have to conform to the gravitational force or the rotation system of the Earth, the Sun, and the Moon.
However, there is one kind of wave that gravity doesn't have the power to drag or break.
The longer the waves stretched, the less clearly we could see it, and before we knew it, it turned into something splashing towards the shore, leaving behind nothing but unsightly wreckage.
"Khun Daonuea, why are you crying like that?"
"Uncle Ya, I want to go home krab"
And that's the kind of wave
The wave that doesn't have a name that is caused by Khabkluen that has been splashing for too long.
…It has been wondering in his heart all the time
and forever
(A/n: คลื่น (Kluen) translate into wave from Thai to English 🌊)
