Just a Note
Shajira
x--x
I blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice. I wasn't actually sure anymore.
I was just strolling in the park, enjoying an afternoon break, when I saw this person across the road. There's actually nothing extraordinary about this person. He has a face, a pair of amber eyes, a nose, a pair of lips, unruly brown hair, has arms, legs and other body parts a normal person possesses. Nothing special, right?
But the case here was, I knew this guy. And he's been plaguing my system for quite sometime now. I wanna hide. I wanna run away. Heck, I was even willing to see some weird flying stuff animal and battle with some unsealed creatures just to have an excuse for vanishing in this side of the planet.
Instead, my stupid legs didn't sprout any wings and remained rooted on the spot. I just sat there on the swing, gawking at him. One of the reasons (main reason, actually) why I took a break from my date with William Shakespeare and Nicholas Sparks is to erase THAT thing with the head and a body from my head. I was tired of imagining Romeo's face with his.
"Ack, why do I have to see him here? Oh no..."
Maybe this is a sign telling me that I should stop being a Denial Queen?
'No, no, no! Stop that, Sakura, do you really want to evolve into the Queen of Droolers? You're obviously drooling, my dear.'
Stupid brain. Sometimes I hated it when that creepy substance inside my head was right. But, it was usually right...right? So, what I did was grab my pencil and an index card. Writing helps in situations like this.
I was in the middle of writing something when--
"Hey, Sakura!"
Stupid heart. Now it's the one torturing me.
"Syaoran-kun! H-hey..you're here, too? What's up?"
He smiled that oh so annoying smile of his that always makes hearty go into overdrive as he walked towards me. "Just chillin'. Want some ice cream?"
Still in denial? No more. So there went my smile and stood up almost too soon. "Sure."
"Nice. Then maybe you can tell me more about that girl in your class? You know, the one sitting beside you..."
Ooops, decided too soon. Now the note was left to suffer in my hand. And what's written in it?
"The worst way to miss someone is when he is right in front of you...and yet you can never have him?"
x--x
A/N:
I wrote this for one of my courses as a Communication student and I received a NAKZZ feedback from my Prof (maybe it's because he's an anime fanatic too hehe). I'm posting this in my IT class while waiting for my instructor to arrive...and yeah that's the whole story why I suddenly posted this (I'm supposed to be out for half a year!).
Hope you like this shorty one...and please read an accompanying poem Hopeless.
Arigatou.
Mwahugzy,
Shaji
