Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Just Around Six Seconds

Yesterday, we had our Engish midterm exam.
You were positioned southeast of me.
Class hasn't started yet.
Our teacher was still making final seating arrangements.
Then you sat beside me,
to my right.
You don't deserve to be written about here.
Here, in this blog,
with you, as the second person.
You were staring at me since day 3, I think.
Don't you know it's normal for me to smile at strangers?
You talked to me.
You flirted.
I hate flirting.
I maintained eye contact.,
tried to memorize your eye color,
tried to win the staring contest,
tried to focus on your right eye,
your dark brown  eye,
around 6 seconds.
I break.
Don't talk to me anymore.

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