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xi.WE CAN BUILD FROM THE GROUND UP AND FIX IT
(elijah blake—towers of tokyo )
So in the end after spending some times on the couch and taking a stroll around the city, I was seated under a big branch of three at the park where I first saw you. Lights striking down from between the branches and through the leaves of the tree over you as I wasn't too much far away, right hand gripping a Faber-Castell pencil, moving animatedly over your sketch book.
I could only lean against the callous trunk behind me as I watched you did your magic, the same aura still shimmering enchantingly around you as though etched into your skin and bones. It was still bewitching to me, how you were always able to place yourself comfortably into my heart like that when we just had talked on Tuesday.
Still, to me, you were the greatest mystery I had ever known. You were technically a stranger, yet somehow just so familiar at the same time. Like I was so used to the your alluring presence as though I had been accustomed to it, adapted to everything Felix Lee related things. It was overwhelming, but at the same time also enduring and comforting.
And as I set my eyes upon how dangerously magnificent you were in concentration, I couldn't shake the feeling of sadness when I realized that the once ocean deep sky was slowly turning into twilight. The soft and diffused light quietly decorated itself on the sky, the sun slowly disregarding below the horizon to allow the moon to take its place.
At this golden hour, I couldn't help but admire at how the sunlight settled beautifully on your already glowing skin. How picturesque you looked with your bangs falling and shadowing your eyes, mouth slightly parted in focus with upper teeth mulling over the lower lip once in a while. You were almost God-like just sitting there and if I had been standing, I didn't think my legs could take at such vision.
Being too in depth staring at you, I didn't realize when you had been calling out my name all this time.
You repeatedly called out, this time a little bit louder than before, adding a nickname, trying to catch my attention.
"Hm, yeah?" I shook my head as though to lessen the haze in my mind, completely missing the nickname, before looking back at you who were already staring at me expectantly.
"Are you okay? I lost you for a little while there." You nervously chuckled, a little bit awkward than usual and far from your usual self.
"What? Oh, yeah, yeah," I waved my right hand flippantly, trying to dismiss your concern. "I'm fine, really."
