Sunday, March 20, 2016

Insane

I went to a mall, 
So happened,
There was a dance competition going on. 
I wondered to myself if I knew anyone there.
I walked passed the venue, uninterested.
Again, 
I walked passed a television which was broadcasting the competition.
I passed by it, 
Someone caught my eye. 
I paused and looked back.
I know him I thought to myself.
I know his brother even better somehow.
I wondered to myself,
If he was here....will his brother be around?

In my head, 
I hope, 
Oh gosh, 
Please don’t let him be around,
Please don’t let him see me or bump into me.
I yet again walked passed the venue.
My curiosity got the best of me.
I stopped and started looking.
Looking for someone who will look familiar to me from a far.
I sighed a breath of relief when I did not see a familiar face.
Instead, a person related to him started dancing.
I got lost in time watching. 

Once more,
I left the venue,
Brushing off the possibility.
But somehow,
I had an uneasy feeling.

I figured I went and check it out again.
I stood from a far observing. 
Observing everyone, the dancers, the public, the judges.

Somehow, my eyes stopped.
My heart dropped.
It was him. 
That one of a kind hair, height and of course him being an asshole.

He came.
I thought of saying hai.
My brain said no.
What for it ask my heart?
Is he your friend? 
No.
Does he care for you?
No.
Do you guys even contact each other?
Not even close.
So why bother?
It doesn’t make a difference.

We’re both strangers.
But deep down,
I wanted somehow to...Kill him?
No, that’s too harsh.
Torture him?
No, that’s too harsh also.
I just wanted to give him a punch.
For being a prick that he is.
For being so great looking on the outside,
But on the inside,
All disgusting. 
I don’t know why.
I don’t know why I this way.
I just somehow wanted to write this down.
I looked from afar...

We’re just strangers.
I don’t think he would have even acknowledge me. 
Somehow I’m disappointed. 
But WHY? 
I need to put this behind me.
But put WHAT behind me when there was nothing to begin with!?

I must have gone mad.
Ignore me.
Ignore myself.
I sound like a stalker.
But I promise I am not.
The End.

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