part 9

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am I dreaming?

A day passed,

and right before the class starts,

A miracle is happening.

Here you are,

Standing infront of me.


You're being too shy, you kept your eyes on the floor,

maybe thats why I find it cute.

People are looking at us,

Chattering

Some are jealous,

Some find it funny,

And some find it strange,

Yet, I'm happy.



You shyly give me a pink folded paper,

Perhaps are you giving me a love letter?

But then my high hopes went down once I heard your voice

"Its from my friend, please kindly read it" you only muttered,

but I intendly listened in every word you spoke.

"From your friend?" I asked,

And you nodded.

Liar.

"I'm begging you, please date her after school" you said "she's a good person"

"A good person?" I asked,

And you nodded.

Liar.


You bowed your head in dignity,

Before walking away from me, again.



I tighten my fist as I crumple this piece of paper.

I want to walk towards you,

To chase after you,

I always try to chase you,

When will you try to chase me?

But I don't have a courage.



Just why are you letting them treat you like this?


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