When will i see your face again ?
Everyday, i wait, and wait, glancing at the clock whenever i can, wishing that you'd be there.
11am, strike, 2pm, strike, 4pm, strike, 5pm, strike, yet again. Le sigh.
It came to a point where im exhausted of waiting, of hoping that i'd see your face.
Everytime i scanned my card, walked through the door, i'd turn my head to the right, my heart would be racing, full of enthuse, hoping to catch a glimpse of you.
But you were never there. Why ?
I used to see you quite often in the afternoon. But now, never.
I had prepared for the worst. That you've quit.
But heaven was nice on me on last Friday.
5.30 pm. I was ready to go home.
Hell would i expect to bump into you.
You were talking to someone else.
I wanted to say this two-letter word to you so much, and when i didnt, my heart crushed.
My mommy was beside me so i couldnt wait.
My instinct whispered to me "TURN BITCH, TURN"
& so i turned.
& you turned.
Haha. But i couldnt utter a single word. I was shocked.
We locked eyes.
& i knew things were never like it used to be.
Thanks to that bastard. Fucking sonofabitch.
I wished i could pull you aside for 2 mins and talk things out.
Things just couldnt get any worse for me.
Tomorrow. I'll talk. & you'll listen.
When you called my name,
I know my life's begun. (:
A new year, a whole new chapter.
The year started shit.
My heart is waiting to burst.
Waiting to be heard.
I was never satisfied with the outcomes of everything.
It never did go my way.
"My way or the highway?" haha.
School is over.
Books aside, time to plan out my life.
