𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓝𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶𝓼 [𝓗𝓮𝓮𝓴𝓲] ✔️

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𝓗𝓮𝓮 𝓟𝓸𝓿

When I saw him for the first time, he is just a common fellow student who likes to play too much. He...He always been a goofy friend to his peers. 

Maybe his childishness made me think about him more! 

That's what I thought at first. Because I too don't know much about this feeling as I was just a twelfth grader then. Or maybe it's just an excuse to avoid the undesirable feelings.

Who knows? Who knows that I'll be growing all my keen which also made me do a hopeless foolish thing?

"Ugh!! Again, someone drew mud on my plushieee" his temper... It is perfectly immaculate. Drawing mud on his Duck plushie and keeping notes beneath the soil is my all time favourite thing.

He is Cute, Playful, Dumb and Lovable.

Yeah, I don't know why I even liked him at the first place...but now without seeing him even for once, my day won't goes.

And that's when I realised. 

It took me almost forever to understand my own Heart and it's feelings. I didn't even get it when I wasted all of my class hours just by seeing him playing basketball through the class window. For no reason, he became my happy pill.

Maybe being two years older is a sin. I couldn't able to see him very much. But this is enough. Maybe?

Yes, I'm in Love with him.

With Niki.

Now, What am I?

But again...

Why do beautiful feelings are transient? Why can't they last forever? 

Or it's just me who understood and read my own feelings too late? Too late.

Why it has to happen like this? 

October, 2019,

I am a 1st Year college student, a Fresher in Arts Department. The University is pretty big but small enough to build my dream.

 To say, I am fascinated at the thought when I got a call to my college from my Father, saying there's a good news. I hurried home that evening in questions. Wondering what good news it would be.

 When I kept my feet on the hallway, after finally entering the house, All I saw is my Father, who is smiling happily with our family album in his hands. 

I never saw my Father being this happy before. Particularly, not after Mother's death.

I always wished he could smile more, like this.