i remembered being oh so bored in that damp classroom. didn’t know what to answer more, i merely depending on lady luck.
i don’t want to go out first. then, in front of me, somebody got up and went out. ah, what the hell, i followed.
no more interaction that day, but it was you.
recess bell just rang, people running around like chicken. i was by the door.
you stopped, oh honey you paid attention to a little bit of change.
yet who are you to me that day? we were friends.
we still are
class list.
me: “who the hell is timothy satyaabieza?”
oh, it’s you.
everyday would be like this:
me or you: i have to tell you something!
then we would spent the whole period doing nothing but chat all the way.
something, more something-s, more something-s.
we’re bestfriends.
i can list it all, dear.
your seventeenth birthday present, valentine’s night, school, classes, countless of precious moments.
my bestfriend slapped with the reality that i was falling for you.
“3, 2, 1, see? he’s coming over to you”
really? never believed it, but yea you actually did
so i said to myself, i like you; hell, i’m gonna love you ;)
to this exact moment, everything’s too sweet to write in words.
oh dear, you know i’m not the mushy gosh-i’m-in-love girl on those romance movies.
i’m just not.
i just freakin’ in love with you dude ;)
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