Friday, May 17, 2013

It is you?



It was a lovely day. It was a wedding celebration party.


I don’t know a thing about him. This is our first meet.


I had pretended to not look at him and with no glasses on me make an additional help but every nerve in my body was only too aware about him.

He kept smile widely. At first, I didn’t think that he was smile at me but there was no one behind. I know where his eyes kept staring at. Mine.



His goofy grin turned me into smile, and the moment our eyes had met I become mesmerized. Oh yeah, he has a beautiful blue eyes and charming smile but most of all there was something that completely drew me in.


Peace inside for the first time we look into his eyes, that was simply crazy and unexplainable.  

After a simply smile scene, I kept moving. I had bunch things to do on that time and he was nowhere to be found.



Time passed. Plop!

He showed up in front on me when I was busy talking to his friend. Oh yeah, his friend is friend of mine.  I know he is friend of my friend and that was a little thing I know about him. I talked to his friend and let him stand there. Did he want to talk to his friend? Or? He messed his curly hair, stand still and looked at me. I put a smile and kept talking. He didn’t move and stroke back of his hair and then smiled shyly at me. What was happening to him? Why didn’t he just pat his friend shoulder and stopped our little conversation so he could talk to his friend, I mean our friend? Oh boy! I felt so weird and like there was something in my stomach that I couldn’t tell what was that?


Ah forget to tell you that, the one who he wanted to talk to was gave him his back so I was on his view and to make it simple, let just call him the curl and the other guy (our friend) with the blond.


I was really enjoying his present there but I couldn’t just being bitch and let him keep waiting. So I let the blond knowledge his presence there. Again, he gave me a broad smile. Of course I curved my mouth in response. Moving myself a little to give them space to talk but keep in circle. I had no intention to hear their conversation. No! I hadn’t finish talking to my friend so, and he was the one who intruded our chit chat.


The curly man told him that he want to leave the party because he had to catch his flight. So I proposed myself to walk him on the reception area and grab him merchandise. I was shock a little, those words just spill from my mouth without filter from my brain. Smile lovely, the blond welcomed my offer. I know the blond was busy greeting his others friends and I was available and I also didn’t know what was gotten into me that time. Why I was bluntly offering myself. Urggh, do I have a special reason to give a hand?


For some reason, I wanted to know him better. I wanted to have connection with him. Was it natural to have the feeling like this to a person who barely I know? I didn’t know.

At first moment, I just saw him from far away for my liking. I need to make sure that I didn’t have false impression. So I moved my feet and he was trailing behind. Just walking front him make my stomach twisted into knot. I felt a pair eyes bored into my back.

Finding the place that we looking for, I just grabbed the merchandise from the table and gave him without any contact from our skin. Bring back the memory; the moment I looked into his blue eyes, the world seemed to have stopped all around us. All I could focus on was he was in front on me and I could feel my cheek turn red when he kept his eyes into mine while talking.


We just stood there in content and smile at one another. I was telling him who I am without mentioning my name. Talking with him felt as natural as breathing in air and I never wanted it to end. But he kept his distance. I felt that he was scare to have a simple contact with me as shaking hands? Normally guy will show me a hand to sake and telling his name. He spoke with his smile and told me that he knows me but he didn’t sticking his hand to grab mine. He just kept repeating to scratch his his neck when he talked. I could felt the butterfly in my stomach keep fluttering. Tell you the truth; I was a little bit disappointed. I didn’t know his reason but I wouldn’t assume his action. I had felt his nerve wrecking when he was standing so close to me?


Sending him weak smiles when he said that was his time to go. I just stared at his back and said nothing. And before I could even understand what was happening he was already gone.


What was that mean? Was I the one who feel that way? I kept thinking about him even I told myself not to. I even have this impossible little hope that someday he will suddenly come to me because he realizes we are meant to be together. But if we’re meant to be together we both will know in our hearts what we need to do, right? 

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