You know that certain moment in your life wherein occurrence for something will just struck you with all its rawness?
What I'm trying to say is some things are just so unexpected. I can perfectly recall in my head the first time I saw you. I will be brutally honest, you did not look pleasing in my eyes because of the way your eyes look at me like I am being judged without you getting well aware. In that precise moment, I absolutely know that you're some sort of brat.
Way back, I don't give a fuck about your mere existence; as far as I can remember, I did not even waste a single glance to look at you—or even a strength of my ears to hear for your name; however, things suddenly changed when you borrowed a book I'm currently reading consisting of different poems. You giddily waved your hand up and down urging me to approach you faster with the book in my hands, and as a polite kid ( I also don't own the book) I walked towards you with the thing you and Ella wants. When I arrived next to you, you swiftly snatched the book away from my hand indicating that you're excited about it. As someone who likes reading, I heaved a sigh and just placed myself in between of you and Ella, still wanting to read—and perhaps spoil the both of you with its content.
Only if you knew that it will be the first time that I'll be invested with the way you smell, I doubt if you'll still buy a new bottle of it.
And things started to flow like a wildfire, the second time that I became near you is when we were tasked to watch something ( I can barely recall). You made Jerick out of his chair and persuaded me to sit on it beside you. Moments passed and you got busy eating your food which is siomai...and that's where I first realized that you don't have a nice relationship with spicy foods. You made me eat the last piece of it while you're just there complaining on how spicy it is while I furrow my brows because It's not.
After that, I don't know why I became observant with the things you're doing. Is it because I hate you? Oh my, or is it because I wanna know your weakness and use it against you? I've seen how you eat spaghetti again and again from ate Odessa's store in the first month since our class started; I've also seen how you change your shoes within a week because you don't wanna stay in a single style daily. I have observed how you furrow your brows and glare at someone when you are being grumpy. Also, how apathetic you are when someone shows their interest. You despise affection if it's not from someone you can cry with. I am aware on how you like pepsi than coke—and recently, how small things touches your soul and makes you happy.
I became suddenly observant, am I? Is it still because I wanna know your weakness and use it against you?
I am actually clueless...it's just the urge to serve you, make you feel good, and take care of you even though I know that you're capable of doing it yourself. Maybe I'm just showing how raw my intentions are, how different but significantly indifferent you are to me. Perhaps things are just indeed unexpected like we used to say—or maybe my actions reflects on how broadly and sufficiently important you are to me.
Your mere happiness satisfies me. I am bare when I show myself to you.
