Sabtu, 28 Juli 2012

Dreamer


He thrusts his hand to help me stand up

“Hi c’mon” he stared at me

“Hmmm?” I looked at his hand.

Think about his hand that was an awful think I ever thought. Knowing that I can’t raise his hand is a bullshit silly thought. Feeling calm and warm when I’m touching his hand is the worst things I ever thinking about. It was successful to make me distracted.

Realize all eyes are staring at us, I’m doing stupid. Leave his hand. Stand up by myself. I will regret each small a part of this happens.  Time will not repeat even just a second on my silly life.

So, I decided to leave him and said “I can do it by myself”

He said “oh I think you can’t stand up by yourself because your weight… hmmm well yeah”

A bad sentence can be a good sentence when awkward moments come.  Being his best friend is the best way to make me still stand on his left and stare at him while I laugh on his joke, or being mad when he said something on my weight (he will say sorry anyway… sweet huh?)

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