Blue People

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The hunch of his feelings tingled. He just knew, that in his heart of heart, it wasn't true at all. His feelings ran wild through his baggy eyes. That moment, when he knew that she hates him, opened a dark void of him that he doesn't want to realize.

Times move fast, as it's like a breeze of cold wind in the north. He wants to neglect the feelings of her calmness, and was ready to move on.

It was summer, and the heat reminded everyone that winter is very missed. He went to class, seeing his friends talking and talking. About their dreams, about their reality.

Until one girl showed up, and ruined his peaceful mood.

He was first infatuated by this girl, but now, he felt that she was far too reckless and unforgiving.

"Yo, Sully, you are too weak." Said the girl to him, and now, he felt more dijected than before.

"Why don't you just leave? We don't need you here."

It was the winter before, where the act of betrayal was undergoing.

He was just trying to go home, but forget that the class has something to do together. Something essential, that made her hate Sully.

"Times move fast," he told the girl.

"I'm sorry, I will go."

"Ha, be my guest." The girl smiled and showed him the door.

And on the way home, his thoughts ran wild on how to achieve kindness. How everyone can be just kind.

As the purple night turned down his eyes, and waiting the yellow light to wake him up again.

Day approaches young night, when he suddenly was on the way home from buying groceries. He lived alone, and decided to buy something instead of doing nothing.

The jam-packed station is at its best. People all over the train station. And, when he got back there after buying in a supermarket, someone touch his back.

That hunch glitters, he got a bad feeling.

"Sully." The girl said.

"Oh, it's you." He said, with a bit of frightened jaw.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, seemed a bit unnormal.

"I was just going to the market." He replied.

"Do you have anything to do now? Want to go together?" She asked, in what seemed to be not of an order.

He was surprised. His heart race through. Now, it's either mind or lust for him. Will he be a joke or will he have an unforgettable scene? Suddenly, he thought, after going to the market to buy many things, what about it?

"It's easy, just put it in a locker." She said, while smiling.

All seemed mysterious when they walk together through the misty night of the city. And look up, as the stars were shining the couple through their ugliest truth.

Many would like to forget how their enemies like. Not with him. Not with the unbeliavable girl.

The girl said, "i'm sorry for all of it. I didn't know you had something that day."

When walking through a puddle, he said, "no, maybe it's part me. I don't really care about other people."

The two silent. And she just walks through and see a car honk on some people who jay walking. And the birds flapping when a kid ran through them. All the sceneries in that lovely night, really resembled what people really meant.

Continuity. And unknown measures. All that creates the diversity of mankind. All that she thought, is was, why can't you care?

The jeopardy it was. Of how she didn't realize that she also ignored him.

"So, where are we going?" He asked.

"Nothing, I just want to walk with you. I can't bring myself to-"

Heaven falls. Water.

They ran and took shelter under a small bus station. He looked at the time and tells her, "look, if you had nothing to do, i'm going home."

She suddenly held his hand, "no, please no."

She pleaded like a guilty prisoner.

"Just this night, please."

And then, they go to another station, and decided to look at the town fountain. On how, people hoped for their futures through a coin. And, they go to a lock bridge, where people or couples wish forever happiness.

All seemed bleak and uncertain to him, but hopeful to her.

"When I was a kid," she said to him while sitting in a park, "I really hate boys. I don't see the point of you and I being friends whatsoever."

He waited for the punchline.

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