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do you remember our first encounter? because i do. i remember it, clear like the water of maldives, and it was by far the most fascinating thing that happened to my life.

i was by my locker  and was struggling to its consistency to be always hard in opening. i punched again my code and struggled again in an attempt of opening it. i sighed and thought "another day with a heavy bag and books in my hand."

after endless attempts, i rested my head to the very same thing that caused its ache.

then, you came. you were this dazzling kid that i assumed new to the school.

your eyes were the lightest shade of blue which is absolutely breathtaking. your hair was like the color of piled leaves i used to rake every time autumn came. different streaks of brown mopped your hair. and your smile, god, your smile could instantly light up the room.

and of course, let us not forget your lips that looked like it owned the sexiest voice in the universe, and boy was i right when you sported the most sweet yet raspy english accent i have always liked. 

you asked me this exact line. "do you need help? i experienced that a lot when i was in england."

i smacked my lips shut and nodded. "brilliant." you replied. when you were 'working' on my locker i kept forcing my thoughts to shut up. it was all borderline humiliating when you just came to help but my brain kept shouting "he likes you!"

after you opened my locker miraculously. i mumbled a quiet thank you and proceeded putting my books away. you replied with a nod but didn't moved an inch in walking away and for that i was thankful.

p.s

my nod was a permission for you to open my locker not open my heart with you walking in and trashing the whole place without a care in the world.

and clearly not a permission of you holding my hand while personally guiding me to self-hate.

:).


to the boy who broke my heart.Tahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon