spending sleepless night together
you had your way
of getting information out of me.
either that
or it was simply because
i did a lot of blabbering
without realising.
i tend to blabber a lot when i was nervous.
somehow
your presence alone
managed to turn me
into a ball of nerves.
you told me little about yourself
but when you did open up
i picked up the pieces
of the mystery that i was yet to solve :
y o u.
YOU ARE READING
the 100 things you said to me
Short Story" in which unfriendly conversations were made through the gaps between their bedroom windows until what initially were cold stares and shrugs turned into so much m o r e ."
