i just realize that i never stare at you right in the eye for more than 5 seconds. except for that time, in the noodle shop. what were you talking again? i really forgot. i only focus on you deep dark pupil. your eyes smile when our meals finally arrived. i think that was the cutest thing i’d ever witnessed.

i remember we were pretending to be someone else. i was a Fernando, and you were… what’s your name again?? i only remember your pink lips, your short hair, your ear piercing. the way you babying an orange cat that roaming the noodle shop.

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months passed, but i still remember that date. movie, noodle shop, and coffee (plus a blueberry puff). i’m not gonna hide any feeling from you anymore, but that day was probably my favorite. we laughed and shared each other stories. the only thing that was missing was probably a kiss. i don’t care whether it was a peck, or a long smooth intimate kiss. yup, a kiss would be nice.

i fully understand that you consider what we share is just a fling. for me it’s always 50:50. half of me says that i need you in my life. i need you so bad that i would move a mountain for you. hell, i would kill somebody for you! but the other half says that you already belong to someone else. not me, not even yourself. i just cant stand your empty promises or your baseless lies. i still don’t know what you were hiding. was it a body, or a somebody?

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right now, there is nothing in the world i want the most except to see your beautiful eyes.

maybe, and just maybe…

one last glance into your sorry eyes.