Heart in Range

Episode VIII - Slowly but silently

I remember being in poetry class before I ran off like that...
I had to pick up my music notes because if not I couldn't study for the weekend. The teacher gave me a pack of papers and smiled, then he just walked away...

I was planning to get out of here as fast as possible to avoid the pain of seeing Andy... I bet he just thinks I'm another stupid kid, a short kid with impossible dreams. He's not wrong...

I ran out of campus, on a bench far away that was always my little "pity" corner where I would cry and think about my mistakes sometimes...
Although, in the winter, it has a beautiful view from the cliff where the bench was placed.
It had beautiful old trees that were about a hundred years old; the grass was pure green with slight frost on them from the cold as the pale grey skies reflected on it all...

As I put my bag down some papers fell out my bag and flew away, yet I managed to catch them in time... They had my name on it yet I was pretty sure these were the ones I gave to the professor in poetry class... The romance story we had to work on, why did it have my name on them?

And so my curiosity couldn't bare to just leave them forgotten. So I started to read page by page.
It was called... Heart in Range... The title I said out loud that one time...

Heart In Range
Tyler Jean (Andy Smith)

The way he moved, the way he smiled... It was all so perfect,
when he looks at me with those eyes full of sorrow,
the way he talks to me with his soft voice, as soft as silk...

He was surrounded by the shadows of the trees,
yet everyone was playing in the sunlight- he wouldn't come out.
What is called?
This... Feeling...?

When you look into someone's eyes that you can see the stars in them,
you can see them lighting up your world bit by bit,
all of your worries were gone within seconds after glancing over at him.
What is this feeling... Called?

I've been waking up early to watch him sleep,
softly breathing as his body was laying there on soft white sheets,
he was in his own little world, smiling...
His words were like silk, so soft you don't want him to stop talking...
He was safe in his own mind. Away from harm...

He hides his sorrow, fakes his smiles...
Yet, I can see his pain in his eyes every day-
As if he was calling me... Calling me for help.
I promised myself I wouldn't leave his side, and I promised him too,
that I would always be there for him... But we have our differences
and that's whats keeping us together yet sometimes apart.

He is the one I've fallen in love with from the moment I first saw him,
the one I couldn't keep my eyes off from the start,
the one I couldn't keep my mind off at all times while I wrote this...

I love everything about him... His sweet smile, when he blushes softly
or when he giggles slightly and chuckles-
I'm the luckiest man on earth just to have met him, just to have seen him from afar,
just to have witnessed his existence. I love him... I love him.

[At the Dorm]