''Eye contact''
School on a Saturday was always tiring. Like seriously, who wants to wake up early on a Saturday morning? When you are supposed to wake up an hour before noon and be lazy.
While standing outside our designated classroom, I felt someone was looking at me, staring at me. So I gazed to him and I was right. We stared intently to one another.
Memories. Smiles. Laughter. Hugs. Kisses. Joy.
He came closer to me.
Those eyes. That nose. That mischievous smile.
And closer.
His jokes. his sweet words. his sweet little lies..
A little bit more.
Pain. Sadness. Reality. The feeling of being prepared but never prepared enough.
Now we are almost inches apart.
And everything went black.
