August 05, 2016
Katya
August 05, 2016there she is after all this time I can finally see her she's at the magazine stall in front...
there she is
after all this time I can finally see her
she's at the magazine stall in front of our school
she's holding two magazines
one in each hand
I can tell that she can't decide which one to buy
and then she pays for both
I'll do the same
she's tiny
petite for her age
kind of fragile
delicate
I guess if she's hit by a surprise, she'll just break
and that ponytail
I adore that
how can a wisp of hair could do such great magic on her
she's shy
she walks fast
she's always with a book in her hand
she's pretty
I first saw her at the bus stop
it's just a few steps away from the magazine stall
she's standing
with a book in her hand
a bunch of kids were making jokes on each other
but she's just standing still
looking far at the street, waiting for her bus to come
I couldn't do anything except stared
stared at her
stared like an idiot
stared behind people's back
stared from the bus stop across the road
but the afternoon sun was just too perfect
I couldn't help not to stare
when her bus finally came, I saw her smile
she got the sincere one
the one that makes your heart warm whenever you see that kind
on that point
I urge myself to at least say hi to her
which I couldn't
not the day after
nor a week later
and it's been a month now
so what am I supposed to do?
why is this bothering me?
what is actually happening?
maybe I'll find out the day I have enough guts to say hi
- Edgar
so hey guys, these just a bunch of sentences I'm working on
let's see if it works well, I'll do more
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