And I promise I'll listen.
In the midst of all those hearing your story, cheering loudly, or groaning. Their faces vibrant and overpowering voices, you'll find me, at the right most corner, sitting far, yet fully immersed. My face thoughtful, my eyes focused, listening to you, intently.
Some may leave, some may stay. But I'll be right there, till it ends.
Cuz I promised I'll listen.
All along through the story, I'll observe you, as you tell the tale animatedly, your expressions varying. The way your mouth frown, eyebrows furrow when you talked about that girl who bullied you. The way you smile, and your eyes twitch when you told me about the first ever bicycle gifted by your dad. The way your eyes glisten with tears, holding a distant look as you remember the family picnic before your mom died. I see it all.
And I hope you believe me because all of my attention is focused on you solely. Someday, I'll just nod and offer you a soft smile. While, someday I may go on a full blown rant expressing all my views, emotions and just everything.
I hope you feel comfortable, because I'm trying hard to do that.
Veiled_Intellect (Diary of an Introvert)
