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I still couldn’t decide if that was love or not. After all, I don’t believe in love anyways. However I was shocked, from how much a simple look from him has moved me.<br /> That was first-year university in University of Manitoba; I didn’t know nor care much back then. After being introduced by a random friend I met him, in calculus. It all started in one of those September days, a extraordinarily friendly guy comes up to me asks if he could take the seat beside me. A few days later He came along, sits in front of us. <br /> If before I have had meet him I was as content as a hanging drop of crystal water, the moment He turned around and looked at me, the crystal shattered. He only gazes at me for barely a second, but that look breaks all the sophistication I have had pretended in front of everybody, even myself. He sees right through me, from the very first moment we met. <br /> Months after, I ask Him, why does he look at me like that; all he says is, he captures something inside me, a vibe different from everyone he has ever met. And I’ve always feel comfortably naked around him. <br /> |
