i saw you three times today and i didn’t say hi.
i got up from my seat, looked at the time, and whoa…. did it fly by.
by the time you were out of my line of sight i was walking away from your sad eyes.
i walked with a timid expression on my face.
one of those, “stay positive, why make a big deal out of this…” type of expressions. one of those, “you don’t really give a damn about this still, do you?” type of expression.
that expression we all make when we try hard not to show that we care although our hearts are pounding at our chest cavities, with a need to unveil the true feelings inside….
it took a while to get to class and i was a tad late.
late like the, so not, original and forgotten sensation of nervous butterflies in my gut.
i saw you walk by the classroom.
you just kept looking forward.
whats odd though is….
whats odd though is that i enjoyed those two seconds.
those two seconds of just watching you pass by.
like a complete blur of memories.
like missing that shooting star in the sky because you were too distracted.
like missing in general.
like those few seconds that we could have, but didn’t, say hi.
like the 1 second glance i gave at your sad eyes.
reminiscing is what you call it, right?
i enjoyed those few seconds and i don’t want to know why…