Somehow

when i first talked to you

it was a simple words exchange, but i still remember it.

it was seared on my brain, it just stuck there and i can't remove it. that, i found, very funny. i could barely remember my friend's name sometimes but i remember how i met you and my first conversation with you.

it went like this;

we were at the library, again. i was with the very same friend, with an addition guy friend of mine (which positively has a crush on me it's pathetic but i was his friend since primary school so i don't really say anything to him.) you were studying, like a good student you are.

then you walked closer, and you stopped by our table. you talked a little bit with my friends, the guy who crushed on me tried to include me into the conversation but everytime, i would decline politely, and did my work quietly.

although, from time to time i would stole a glance at you; i couldn't help it!

i realised i really, really, really, love your eyes. they were beautiful. slightly droopy, giving you a permanent very chilled and calm expression and the colour. . .

i am still not sure of it but they were calming. beautiful shade of brown i couldn't put a finger on.

snapping me out of my own haze, my friend called my name; a small smile etched on her lips.

"yes?"

"you were staring. at him." my guy friend pointed at you and i grinned sheepishly.

you, on the other hands, just gave me a small, heart stopping smile.

"i like your eyes."

i said and i saw your eyes twinkled.

"i like your smile."

you replied.

with that, i gave you a bigger and wider smile, trying my best to ignore the sudden butterflies in me.