I caught a glimpse of him in a bizarrely spontaneous moment. I gave him a two-second glance that I am now totally regretting. That two-second glance did it for me. The curious tinge became an interest.
I went on with life not expecting to ever bump with him again amongst the thousand or two, but destiny caught me in a maze that I never thought I would ever belong to again. It was roughly 5 years ago that I felt this kind of happiness.
I saw him frustratingly checking his phone, maybe for updates, an urgent query that needed an answer, or probably even a text message from a special someone that could only remove that crease on his forehead. I was hoping, the latter would absolutely not be true.
I saw him animatedly chuckling. Hearing a joke from a friend. His chuckle is different, it's pure of sincerity and glee. Something I wish I could hear more often.
I saw him from a difficult test, half-smile, half-gloom. In betweens are not good place but I found something in the uncertainty of his plastered face that makes me want to comfort him.
I once sleepily got in a venue for an event. As I looked up to check the ushers, all the sleeping cells caught up with my neurons and woke up. It was him in a brilliant top, smiling, maybe he found something amusing, I don't know, I wished I knew why.
Fidgeting in my seat with no companions, I stood up and decided to transfer seats, not knowing that he was partly rushing to his seat too. I almost bumped him, good thing I realized that they were in a hurry. I could dream and assume but I am 101% sure that in the moment that I stopped my steps and stared at him, our eyes met and I wished I said anything but maybe it isn't the right moment. There is something about his stare that makes me want to stare at him more. Something in his aura that draws me.
Standing, waiting for the event to start, I scanned my eyes through my fellows not expecting that we would once again share a connection, he actually looked, and he actually gave me a second glance. A second glance that made my heart ultimately flutter to someplace I have long left unopened.
Days passed and I always look forward to seeing a glimpse of him, that moment when even if it's a one sided mirror, it's a good fuzzy feeling. That despite the fact that maybe this feeling would stay unrequited until who knows, he's a happy pill.
While preppin' for a written test, I saw him on the other table, comically laughing, and adorably hugging a friend. He looks so genuine and fun to be with. A sight could've been a sight and sound to behold.
It was a normal afternoon, I was waiting for my class and you were just dismissed. I went to buy a bottled water when I saw him. But it was not only him. He was explaining something to this pretty gal who surely deserved his attention. She listens and says something. His eye glistens, he's engrossed in their conversation, and makes a giggle. Please no, I tell myself. I'm yet to know him. It's like thinking about a love that ended before it has even started.
Absentmindedly walking to my class, thinking about the next lesson to be covered, I saw him with a bunch of friends, they were laughing, a laugh I coveted to be my ringtone, then in the middle of too much merriment, he accidentally hit the arm of his one classmate, upon his realization, he hugged his classmate saying repeated apologies. Oh what I would give to be sheltered in your warm hugs.
I shouldn't be contented in all my stolen glances but maybe I should. I should get to know you personally, but laughing at your tweets are better. It has always been like this. I prefer having a crush on someone and never getting to know them because I always have a feeling that I would lose all the exciting parts of it. You will walk and laugh not knowing how I feel but it's better that way. Who knows? In 5 years time, I would not be an outside audience but instead a med school classmate.
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