he turned the pages of the book he reads, hoping that the loneliness inside him will be fed. he just can't take off the image of her walking away.
he knew there was something up that keeps her bothered but he doesn't know why he's being inquisitive.
maybe there's something intriguing about her that keeps him interested and makes him want to find out.
he should stop sticking his nose to other's business and mind his own.
heaving a sigh, he got up and removed the grasses that chose to cling to his jeans as he stuff the book inside his sling bag.
he said farewell to his beloved and said he'll be back again. he was about to depart when he stumbled to her.
his ball of light.
