"what are you looking at?" she blinked when his mouth start to form into a smile.
"why?" she asked again. she thought that something bad happened.
"nothing," he giggled.
"i'm being serious."
"me too." he smiled, again.
she nodded, she started to look back and ignore him.
"i'm kidding. i'm looking at my world." finally, he said something.
"huh?" she turned back again to look at him.
"you."
YOU ARE READING
conversations and a cup of coffee.
Random[written in lowercase] the feels when he left, the darkness he gave, the promises he denied. *as bitter as a cup of coffee, but, she still wanna drink that anyways.*
