The first time I saw him hadn’t ring a bell, he's like a normal typical guy you will pass by in a street every morning.
Not until when I already had the first chance to look at him closely, a look that is more than just a glance. I was so busy then, many things that is pending to entertain. I’m not so sure if he’s handsome, but I’m positive he wouldn’t make my head turned on a normal day, cliche, why I was attracted in a blink of an eye, I’m not like this.
One Thursday afternoon he approached me, asked who I am. There’s something about his round eyes I can’t explain. It’s not red, blue or green, but I’m pretty sure it is deep.
While he was talking, I’m not listening. “He has an accent” I said to myself, he obviously came from NOT a nearby place. I find myself looking at his shoulders, arms and breast under his smooth-well ironed-white long sleeves, “looks perfect”, said to myself. I’m not listening, but I’m hearing him, “a humored man” I observed. He laughs easily, and smiles sincerely.
Not a matinee idol or hardcore look, a flat-well-groomed-slight-curly hair, not even tall, gifted with a white-smooth-fair skin that compliments well on his white uniform and round face. But I think, he looks like there is something much more about him. Hoping, i'll have a chance to know him more.
That night I go home thinking about him. I wonder who he is. I’m not even sure, "did I also ask his name back?".
The following afternoon we met again, it’s obvious he’s friends with everybody around the place. Every time he smiles, he really looked so happy. I wonder if he really is, since his eyes and ears also smiles together with his lips.
He passes by, I got his smell, it’s not about the perfume, i'm not particular with someone else's smell, I don’t know, but, it was just right. Not too strong, enough for me to chase his smell. I’m sure I don’t mind he will always be beside me.
I’ve tried to ask basic personal questions. I don’t know and care if he’s single or not, it’s weird why I only wonder if he’s a decent man? For whatever reason, I shouldn’t be very obvious that I was liking someone here. Not especially for him to know, and especially not on this, on my "not typical" reason. So I’m doing double time not to be noticed. I’m treating him just like everyone else.
Few days passed by, I was right, he’s very funny and friends with everybody, everything I thought of about him is right. He can make me laugh effortlessly. I caught myself smiling every time he talks to me. Funny, I’m still not paying attention to what he was saying, I’m busy staring at him every time he talks to me, while not making it obvious.
Then I found the reason why I easily got committed nowadays on something I should, it’s unusual that was fast. Now that I see him for almost every day, I think I got a new reasons to comply for something I should be responsible about.
This is until he’s not yet leaving.
Not until when I already had the first chance to look at him closely, a look that is more than just a glance. I was so busy then, many things that is pending to entertain. I’m not so sure if he’s handsome, but I’m positive he wouldn’t make my head turned on a normal day, cliche, why I was attracted in a blink of an eye, I’m not like this.
One Thursday afternoon he approached me, asked who I am. There’s something about his round eyes I can’t explain. It’s not red, blue or green, but I’m pretty sure it is deep.
While he was talking, I’m not listening. “He has an accent” I said to myself, he obviously came from NOT a nearby place. I find myself looking at his shoulders, arms and breast under his smooth-well ironed-white long sleeves, “looks perfect”, said to myself. I’m not listening, but I’m hearing him, “a humored man” I observed. He laughs easily, and smiles sincerely.
Not a matinee idol or hardcore look, a flat-well-groomed-slight-curly hair, not even tall, gifted with a white-smooth-fair skin that compliments well on his white uniform and round face. But I think, he looks like there is something much more about him. Hoping, i'll have a chance to know him more.
That night I go home thinking about him. I wonder who he is. I’m not even sure, "did I also ask his name back?".
The following afternoon we met again, it’s obvious he’s friends with everybody around the place. Every time he smiles, he really looked so happy. I wonder if he really is, since his eyes and ears also smiles together with his lips.
He passes by, I got his smell, it’s not about the perfume, i'm not particular with someone else's smell, I don’t know, but, it was just right. Not too strong, enough for me to chase his smell. I’m sure I don’t mind he will always be beside me.
I’ve tried to ask basic personal questions. I don’t know and care if he’s single or not, it’s weird why I only wonder if he’s a decent man? For whatever reason, I shouldn’t be very obvious that I was liking someone here. Not especially for him to know, and especially not on this, on my "not typical" reason. So I’m doing double time not to be noticed. I’m treating him just like everyone else.
Few days passed by, I was right, he’s very funny and friends with everybody, everything I thought of about him is right. He can make me laugh effortlessly. I caught myself smiling every time he talks to me. Funny, I’m still not paying attention to what he was saying, I’m busy staring at him every time he talks to me, while not making it obvious.
Then I found the reason why I easily got committed nowadays on something I should, it’s unusual that was fast. Now that I see him for almost every day, I think I got a new reasons to comply for something I should be responsible about.
This is until he’s not yet leaving.
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