I asked my classmates
what was your name ,
They said it alright ,
But it doesn't give me a ring.
Not familiar? Yes.
Been your classmate since Kinder ? No.
Who are you?
Why are you in my mind?
A day had passed.
And I continued to draw .
Random things made of random thoughts.
I sat down alone.
But when you sat
down beside me ,
it feels like I'm beside my everything.
It sounded weird? Yes.
You told me you were
amazed with my artworks,
I said thank you ,
But deep inside it sounded like I love you.
What was wrong with me?
Was it a dream or not ?
Finally I want to say to mind ,
He actually talked to me.
He actually talked to me.
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I joined the Badminton Class ,
And you were joining too.
We were always
together in trainings.
We even shared water and snacks.
It sounds weird, Yes.
I know. I know.
Can I hear my heart beating ? No.
Instead it was hammering.
It was my turn to play , and you sat down with someone else .
There's that pinprick in my heart.
Anger ? No.
How about jealousy? Maybe yes?
As soon as I ended my game ,
the girl beside you pulled me out towards the gate.
" He said you are beautiful ."
I was shocked.
Maybe flattered will be the right word.
I heard the footsteps.
I heard the honking of horns.
But did I still hear my heartbeat ?
The answer is yes.
Day after day, we were always together.
In trainings. In smile talks about anime and drawings.
But one of our classmate said she was in love with you.
She was your seat mate.
And I am just one chair away .
I was behind the both of you .
Have I seen them holding hands? Yes.
Right in my face? Yes.
Did it hurt ?
It supposed to be not.
But yes.
It hurts .
Is this love?
Is this love?
And the answer will always be yes.
You sat beside me if no one's around.
You tell the others I'm pretty.
We enjoyed chatting with each other .
We had nicknames .
Such weird ones.
But we don't own each other .
We don't have a relationship.
Everything was mutual .
Like we were similar in soul.
But one day.
Everything has changed.
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Words Left Unspoken
PuisiFeelings, emotions and thoughts running in my mind; imagining things would be fine. Love, hate, forgiveness and pain; are the perfect things to be found inside this book of words left unspoken. ------------- A copyright @pikachooseme All rights res...
