There are
reasons why I am pretty much satisfied with the thought that we’ll be changing
classes. There are people that I just cannot stand, and having their big mouths
impeding upon my potential dampens my mood nearly every day. It prevents me
from really outshining the rest. I hope the second semester will help me
ignite my passion and remind me why I chose this course again. There are people
that I learn from too. How is it that people are so passionate and disciplined
that they are able to take the lead and herd the rest of the team members into
facading excellence?
And then there's you. Seen way before school officially started. All these weeks of pretending have catapulted me no-where. It is funny how
I cling onto his image to define my longing of falling in love. Maybe nobody
sees it how I do. Maybe everyone else is way too blind to bear witness of these
two entities stealing glances and teasing and closeness. At first I was the one
who claimed my falling and thus it proved another example of people laughing with distaste at my choices.Well, hasn't it always been this way? People always making fun of
my decisions or the one that exudes this pull on my heart? Let me be honest, I do move on pretty fast as
long as you’re not constantly in my face. It has happened, I will not deny it.
And maybe that’s why my human attachments with people never truly last.
And the
moments when nobody else noticed but me. I never understood what
I wanted, and maybe you didn't too. And
all the moments of ignoring, after we engulfed ourselves in tingles from our companionship; your breath on my shoulders, my eyes on you.
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