They say you can't really tell at first glance if a person will play a great part in you. In my case, I didn't saw you amidst the bustling crowd of rowdy first years in class. I never noticed your existence. Like time passing, I count the days and forget that you were there.
But when I did notice you, I can't believe I didn't. You made me want to stop forever at that time and place. You made me want to freeze that moment. Because when it's finally time to go, I can't bring myself to walk away.
I remembered you used to joke of wanting to be a character in one of my stories. And I replied jokingly, "You're not really important you know." And you weren't. But it's different now.
Unexpectedly, the unknown background character became the main character I loved writing so much about.
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Bittersweet
PuisiAn anthology of poems and prose covering an unrequited first love, showing the sweet feeling of naivety, the bitterness of reminiscing the first heartache, and realizations of the fact that an unrequited love, though not a love story is still a stor...
