Little Note

Hey, what's up?

I bet you think of me no more. I dreamed of you longingly from a distance. Occasionally, I silently wished you were here. Things could have been less similar than now.

You differ from the other guys. You were never afraid to stand up for me or give me a valentine chocolate or keep the final piece of jelly for me. You were not afraid to show it. You had the guts I've always admired. You never failed to paint a smile on my sullen face. You said that I was different from the other girls. And you made me felt like I was the prettiest girl even though I wasn't. You make me feel a tingle whenever your warm tanned skin brushed against mine. And butterflies starts fluttering vigorously in my stomach whenever you start laughing at my jokes.

Remember when you unintentionally hit my face with the door till it bled? How worried you looked? Your face filled with this burden of remorse. Or remember how we always drew comics together? Our heads side by side, close together and you were explaining patiently to me how to draw while I was just staring at you in daze, how uniquely different you are yet so special. I mocked at your 'masterpiece' and mimicked your idea teasingly. You wore such a cute grin and chuckled at my mockery.


Or remember how I always make fun of your name? Remember the three little hints you gave to me before you whispered to me that it was me? That I was the girl you liked? Remember how you bestowed upon me the chocolates? You asked me to not open my bag till I go home, but I did anyway. When my best friend constantly kept asking me why was I smiling like nobody's business and as much as I wanted to tell him, I brushed him off.
You made me see that it wasn't the looks that counts but internal side of you. You made see that it was alright as long as I was so happy. You made me smile like a maniac.

It all happened, a really long time ago. You created such an impact in my life that I'll never be able to forget you. Reminiscing our distant fragments of memories somehow brings a happy yet painful smile to my face.

I just can't deny that it burns a little inside when some other girl took my place. That I become inconsequential to you. How much time can snip our bond like that. I miss the path that we once crossed. I miss your adorable grin. I miss our inside jokes, our endless laughter, our comic books, our little games, our mutual feelings and the little love we had after years. I can't help thinking, if you still remember me?

Yet I'm pretty sure right now, somebody else is in your heart now. For I don't expect you to be pining over a girl from such a distance after years. I'm probably just another number now. Yet I hope you do have a faint memory of me to cherish even from afar. Your pathetic hysterical laugh is still in my mind. Your visage of cheerfulness is still planted in my head. Yet, somehow, faintly, you are still in my heart.

I don't know, but maybe forever.

I miss you.