Chapter Twelve

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Your eyes are like a Buddha.

They're beautiful to my eyes.

They are peaceful and calm.

They remind me of the skies, twinkling before my very eyes.

The stars twinkled as I go to bed, and as I already met the feeling of drowsiness, being tired from overthinking. Besides, there are these forces of evil that must be eradicated from this planet. They disrupt the peace of every living citizen.

Hence, I have to fight for the victims of these atrocities, my love.

As I slumber, suddenly—

My eyes became cloudy.

I was stumbled in this meeting, when I met your co-networking fellow. He was there. I wonder if you're there as well.

They called your... name.

I have met you again, but you didn't show your face, and you directly faced front.

You were with your mates. Wait, co-workers. No, not really. Wth your fellow networking buddies. I followed you one day, only to see a glimpse of your face again.

I finally met the camera that was lost in me. However...

Never mind.

I heard, you're going to the chapel. I followed, and then followerd you until... it wasn't you. I was extremely unhappy. Or, was it?

Then you came to the chapel.

I never saw you again.

Finally, I have came up to a conclusion that we're not meant for one another. Our paths aren't mean to cross one another. I told myself, if I won't follow your path, then I might find peace within myself.

I hope we can meet each other again, only the two of us.

Only the two of us.

At the same place, at the same time.

My love for you is slowly fading... and fading... until it's gone. I did everything only to see your face, and to just greet you with the utmost respect I could give you. Nonetheless, the first time I saw you will only happen once, unless—

Unless, you'll give in.

Remember, the simply joy when you noticed me is when I viewed you in cyberspace. Oh, and you returned the favor, I suppose? When you viewed me once, I was extremely in a state of frolic. Those simply joys would have made my day; but still, it made my day. At least, you noticed me.

To think, were distances apart.

I have no words.

Until we meet again.

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