109. Thank You
Friday night, and here I am sitting in front of the laptop with beautiful, melodious music dancing in my room, telling me a story that will never come true for me. The pink bunny lamp to the left of me, and Mint Slices, my ultimate temptation, to the right.
And for some reason, you're on my mind.
How long has it been since you've been poisoning my tainted mind with laughter and smiles now?
Two weeks? One month?
No, I'm certain it's been three months...only recently, you've been occupying my mind much more than before.
I look to the left of me, to the pink bunny lamp...and try to remember when was the last time I smiled a lot to myself. Could it be when I got my first barbie doll or beat my brother to the flag pole in old school Super Mario...or was it when I found boy who would love me forever?
Wait - that smile didn't last. Not when I found the truth...when I found out about how he...
I take a Mint Slice and try to forget that painful memory. Yes, temptation is the only way to cure this internal pain of mine. Every bite sends a thrilling antidote through my veins.
But this antidote...this antidote doesn't have any affect of my thoughts of you.
That smile of yours, the way you call out my name at random moments, the fact that we own the same pair of glasses, the way you lean against the counter, the way you tell me how you're not really into running errands for your store but obviously can't avoid them, the way you love baseball and asked me to play catch with you at the carpark, the way you ask if I'll be on my break soon as if to anticipate me coming over to your store, the way you like to talk about your life and ask about mine...like as if you're interrogating a missing part of your life...
I find it hard to believe you even know what's my little brother's favourite drink!
I guess at this time of loneliness and sadness of mine, you're the one who makes me smile, the one who makes me strive to do my best. Seeing you always smile at me in the mornings wakes me up from my zombie trance. Seeing you waving at me from afar makes me realise how such a small gesture means a lot to me. Seeing you sneaking in a extra item or two on my platter releases a laughter I haven't been able to let out for a long time...or maybe I think you're trying to make me fat!! Seeing you knocking your trolley by "accident" and see you try to scare me lets me see the inner child in you. Seeing you go over the counter, literally, just to make a kid smile let's me see how much life means to you.
To me, even if this is all you have to give to me, even if I can't selfishly call you my own, I'm happy. I'm happy that the fact that a stranger like you has shone a glimmer of light into my soul. I'm happy that even though we'll never be more than friends, you'll always manage to make me smile even on the days I've slipped over and made a colourful bruise of blue, purple, pink and red on my knees.
To me, seeing you from afar, is enough to put a smile on my face. Thank you.
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Hahaha. A random fic I made on the spot.
Well, not really a fic...but it could pass as one, right?
God I fail when it comes down to creative writing ;___;
And for some reason, you're on my mind.
How long has it been since you've been poisoning my tainted mind with laughter and smiles now?
Two weeks? One month?
No, I'm certain it's been three months...only recently, you've been occupying my mind much more than before.
I look to the left of me, to the pink bunny lamp...and try to remember when was the last time I smiled a lot to myself. Could it be when I got my first barbie doll or beat my brother to the flag pole in old school Super Mario...or was it when I found boy who would love me forever?
Wait - that smile didn't last. Not when I found the truth...when I found out about how he...
I take a Mint Slice and try to forget that painful memory. Yes, temptation is the only way to cure this internal pain of mine. Every bite sends a thrilling antidote through my veins.
But this antidote...this antidote doesn't have any affect of my thoughts of you.
That smile of yours, the way you call out my name at random moments, the fact that we own the same pair of glasses, the way you lean against the counter, the way you tell me how you're not really into running errands for your store but obviously can't avoid them, the way you love baseball and asked me to play catch with you at the carpark, the way you ask if I'll be on my break soon as if to anticipate me coming over to your store, the way you like to talk about your life and ask about mine...like as if you're interrogating a missing part of your life...
I find it hard to believe you even know what's my little brother's favourite drink!
I guess at this time of loneliness and sadness of mine, you're the one who makes me smile, the one who makes me strive to do my best. Seeing you always smile at me in the mornings wakes me up from my zombie trance. Seeing you waving at me from afar makes me realise how such a small gesture means a lot to me. Seeing you sneaking in a extra item or two on my platter releases a laughter I haven't been able to let out for a long time...or maybe I think you're trying to make me fat!! Seeing you knocking your trolley by "accident" and see you try to scare me lets me see the inner child in you. Seeing you go over the counter, literally, just to make a kid smile let's me see how much life means to you.
To me, even if this is all you have to give to me, even if I can't selfishly call you my own, I'm happy. I'm happy that the fact that a stranger like you has shone a glimmer of light into my soul. I'm happy that even though we'll never be more than friends, you'll always manage to make me smile even on the days I've slipped over and made a colourful bruise of blue, purple, pink and red on my knees.
To me, seeing you from afar, is enough to put a smile on my face. Thank you.
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Hahaha. A random fic I made on the spot.
Well, not really a fic...but it could pass as one, right?
God I fail when it comes down to creative writing ;___;