how long has it been? i have lost count of the
days that passed since we spoke to each other.
i stare at the alarm clock beside my bed,
it is 10:10 in a Saturday morning.
i am in a daze. i can't seem to do anything
productive. i haven't even gone
out of bed for hours. i've been rolling,
and rolling, and rolling over and over again,
like a potato in bed. it's exasperating—
these feelings! i feel like crying,
and storming off in a fit, and
maybe breaking apart, to
pieces. i don't know. i miss you.
i just want to see you again—to hear your
voice, to smell the fragrance of your scent
—i just want to be with you for another day.
i reach my hands out to the air,
as if waiting for someone to pull me up
from this madness. but no one else was there,
so i closed my hands to a fist.
maybe... just maybe—you'd spot me again
like you used to, when i stroll around the city.
or maybe i'll see you again, at the train,
where we first met—where i was enchanted with
your blazing green eyes, and your wide-eyed gaze.
or maybe i'll see you again, when i bump myself into a pole,
and you'd laugh at me, and say something cute.
i don't know. i'm in a bind, kaede.
i'm hoping. i'm frustrated. it's crazy.
i try to pull myself together and
fix my bad hair day. putting on a
canary yellow tank top, a pair of denim shorts
and a pair of white doll shoes, i set out for a walk.
i don't know where my feet will drag me to
but at least i've hid some spare change
in my pocket. maybe the wind will fly me away.
i think to myself rather sarcastically, while
walking endlessly on a path full of busy people.
i take random turns at random corners,
watching out for any familiar face, but
to no luck—i cannot find any, not until
a certain force makes me turn my face to my left,
and to my surprise, i see you, smiling.
i suppose it should have made my heart skip a beat,
but instead,
that curve in your face slashes my heart in two
because from afar, i see you
happy with someone else.
a/n: i was supposed to publish this two nights ago, but i suddenly had technical difficulties. :( well anyway, thank you so much for the 4,650+ reads in just three weeks! this chapter is dedicated to emilee mayes, because she just made my inspiration high. hoho xD love, x
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Random❝i always see you in that same spot every day, and you always catch me looking at you. i wonder if you're wondering about me too?❞ © evening s. lumière may 30, 2014 - january 31, 2015 lowercase letters are intended