flickering my eyes to the front,
your seat.
where have you been kookie?
i can't count how many days you've absent in the class.
i miss the moment when you pulled your chair, sitting in front of me.
scrutinizing my face, showing your crescents eyes to me. with your palms cupping your cheeks.
it's really cute.
never got bored to give me sweet words.
even i knew you're a sweet talker.
telling me how beautiful i am without any make up on.
i miss that. really.
intelligent enough to teach me for my awful subject ; history.
each blabbering came out from your mouth, then millions giggles i gave back.
but now—
no more.
no more that.
no more this.
no more those.
