⌠ 1 ⌡
I could
still hear our laughter
ringing in my ears
as we headed down from the roof.
Slippery stairs
and bloody noses.
But something feels different.
Almost exhilarating.
Like the clouds above
are
just a bit
lighter.
The feeling
of being free.
As if the world
opened up.
As long
as we're still here.
And keep going.
Sometimes,
I wasn't able to move.
I limited my steps
to places that didn't scare me.
But to face
the things I don't want to.
Things I don't understand.
That's when
I feel
like
I'm actually living.
⌠ 2 ⌡
How brightly
Ai smiled.
Me and Takeshi,
stumbling through the door
to the old clubroom.
She was waiting for us,
dabbing at our bruises,
smacking our heads.
Calling us idiots.
It hurt,
just a bit.
Lodged deep
in my chest.
But she's happy.
And her gaze,
spilling over us.
That gentle look.
How could I not
let
it tug
on my lips?
⌠ 3 ⌡
For some reason
we can't stop laughing.
The sound rings
off the walls.
It's so strange.
But it feels good.
Like my body's loose.
My head floats.
Ai cracks a stupid joke.
Takeshi tries to hide a smile.
I just watch.
So this is it...
I couldn't name it,
not exactly.
What I was feeling
here and now.
But even
as Ai warms her hands against the rusty heater,
even as Takeshi makes fun of my messed up hair.
Even though something
in me knew
this wouldn't last.
I don't mind.
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wingman | Cell Phone Novel
RomanceSakai Keichi has always been the wingman, the shadow helping his best friend chase girls in an empty cycle of double dates and practiced smiles. He lets himself fade into the background. Until he meets a girl who smells of rain, and for the first t...
