We talked until
the sunset
burned the sky.
Then she was gone.
So quickly.
A simple goodbye.
A simple wave.
Her quiet footsteps to the exit.
A quick look back at me.
Another wave.
She really was gone.
I sit in silence, looking at my book.
But I can't read anymore.
The words are jumbled on the page,
just like my thoughts.
Was she like this during class?
I can imagine her,
joking and laughing together
with everyone that isn't me.
I'm not special.
It's only an illusion.
Don't think.
Don't fall for it.
But I do.
It doesn't stop.
It crashes through
all the walls I'd tried to create.
And it grows,
and it expands.
This feeling that some call love.
No, maybe not love, yet.
Just an unqualified attraction.
Still.
It's warm and heavy,
like the humid air after summer rain.
...love.
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Romance⌠#15 ranked Cell Phone Novel ⌡ Keichi has no place at school. Except for when he is dragged along on "dates" by Takeshi, his only friend in class. Spending time with different girls, Keichi forgets he is alone, if even for a short while. But when he...
