I was certain that I was not going to see him today, but
then he always seems to catch me off guard all the darn time.
I was slouching, with my head in my hands, leaning forward,
looking all tired eyed and everything, when he decided to finally show his
face. Impeccable timing to show up when I am the least prepared! So, he walks
by with his friends and it only took a glance for me to know it was him. And
that annoying thing that always happens when I see him, happened again. Butterflies
and everything, swarming in my stomach, fluttering in my heart, making me feel
all weird inside. It scares me to know that I thrive on these brief encounters
I have with him, that for most of the time, it is the highlight of my day. It’s
like an addiction that I cannot help. And I cannot wait for him to come back my
way. Just the thought of him alone distracts me, making me oblivious to the
world around me. So, you can imagine how gaga I go when I do actually see him.
So, until he comes back, I will constantly look out the
window to ensure that I do not miss him. After all, the day is far from over.
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