He didn't reply to me, neither says morning than again when has he ever said morning. However he didn't talk to me...just walked past every time he saw me'did he see me at all? Neither did he look or hear me today. Was this sudden change in behavior due to last night? No, it couldn't have been, nothing ever left an effect on him.
She was behaving so normal as if last night had never happened. She didn't seem to be affected at all. But then it's a good thing no...it lessens down the awkwardness. She wasn't affect at all..than why was I getting effected? The distant I try to keep from her the closer she keeps coming. And then it happened again... I heard that sound which made my heartbeat faster, faster than light travels itself. It was the sound of laughter...her laughter... it triggered something within me something in my heart causing it to beat quicker, it was the sound of her laugher. I had to leave, get out of there, where I couldn't see or hear her.
Hours had passed by, peace finally, I had said to myself. Then why did I keep looking towards the door and in her cabin window? Whatever so happened to out of sight, out of mind, she was nowhere to be seen but her thoughts hunted me.
She wasn't here, she was nowhere to be seen, off on her own without a word, determined to undo the wrong that was done in her carelessness. But why had she been out for so long? Nothing, she knew nothing of this city. I grew restless as the minutes passed , my mind filled with anxiety and appalling thoughts , she was alone , she didn't know the streets neither the towns...most importantly she was completely alone...out of my reach in a place I couldn't protect her , what if... suddenly I felt an ache in my heart. A Sudden pain that I couldn't describe had taken over me, that kept growing more painful as minutes passed by.
He griped hold of my arm, raised me up with much aggressiveness and belligerence. He was angry, angrier than this morning but I had done nothing wrong this time. His voice began to rise, no he wasn't angry, he was concern. He just didn't know a different way to express it. His Anger had become his shield and underneath that shield there was concern...that concern that belonged to me...for me.
I had done it again; I had let her affect me. But the pain in my heart had suddenly disappeared it was healed after I saw her ...why?
somefeed back would be nice đ
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