My Head

Him

Him. There's something to that word. When the word is mentioned, you may automatically think of someone, I know I do. At this moment, he shall remain anonymous. But this person, well, he actually knows I exist. He's said one thing to me one day and it was kind of funny, like a little humor in my life that's not dark. It was something like "I almost died." after he tripped after we accidentally made eye contact. I mean the eye contact was awkward but the whole situation was worth smiling about to be honest. The feeling as a whole for "him" is just like how and why. I don't see him that often but when I do, it's pretty great ( and that's not sarcasm for once, wow. )  But as most things go, they cause both happiness and unhappiness. It's quite complicated.