With a faint smile, she sat next to me. I knew it. She knew me. It’s been about three years when I started admiring her. We’ve never really been together but I know most of the things about her. And there… she started writing… I looked at her… Why is it a sin looking at her? Oh, I know… It’s when I look at her, I forget everything… forget everything, as if losing something... my wits, that is. She’s so perfect…well for me, she is. She’s often in a cheery disposition, but she has the eyes of a child that can pierce through one’s heart, and a bundle of sorrow within. It’s her past… and I could do nothing about it.
Her skin, it seemed soft and vulnerable... I’m afraid I’d have to protect her from the sun, from me, from everything. And yet, I want to touch her… feel her… She’s about to finish the page on her notebook. She bit her lip… How I envy those front teeth of hers. I, too, wanted to touch those lips with mine… and slither my tongue inside… for all eternity. She made a little movement in her seat and managed to tie her hair to a pony tail. She gazed at me, as if confused. My heart pounded vigorously… I got nervous, so I changed my direction. Then she just ignored me and continued doing her work.
So beautiful… I remembered how she looked at me. With all those awkwardness and a bit of indifference, I know, she’ll look at me again. Her eyes, I can’t seem to get them off my mind. I continued staring… then I’m stunned. I’m lost in thoughts. I wish for her neck, to taste her and smother her scent up until the last drop… and to feel her shiver while I do so. I want to see her arch her back while I stroke her breast with my bare hands. I crave to hear her moan and release all her woes to me… share it with me… with those passionate eyes looking right through me, wanting me. Now I can feel it. She’s becoming more uncomfortable. She stared at me again… with a hint of anxiety… and lots of confusion… now more intently. I’m about to explode… about to melt with lust. I want her. I need her. Oh how could anyone make me feel like a pubescent boy? My hormones rage dramatically at the mere sight of her. I am loathing my flesh for having such feelings.
This is it! I’ve waited so long for this moment. It’s not everyday that I get the chance to be this close to her. I have to make a move… to finally make her mine… I need to say something! “Uhm… Err… W-Well… Will you please be…… Uhm…” Oh no! She’s looking more puzzled… I need to say it fast so it won’t get any more weirder. Then I finally blurted, “Uhm… Will you please stop seducing me??”
There was a five-second pause….. Then she roared, “WTF??????!!! Gago! Adik!”
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pagpasensyahan na kung panget...
gawa-gawa ko lang kasi.
wala namang pinaghuhugutan.
hahahaha...
wala akong magawa e..
ehehehe...
ganda ng ending nu?
