Out and about

It was their first time out. It was hard to believe that they only met for a couple of days yet it feels as though they had been friends for months. The feeling is familiar yet distanced. He’ isn’t really tall but the way he acts around her is really cute. It was like kids out on an excursion. She just acted the way she normally did. Doing things however she likes. Then a sales promoter approached them she just continued walking, but he was held back by the conversation. She could see him thinking of ways to decline the sales promoter politely but it wasn’t going well. Then, she did something out of his expectations. She grabbed on to his arm and started dragging him away. He went along with it, though he was still shocked by her actions. But that brought a smile to his face. She was holding on to him. It wasn’t quite the thing that he should thinking about, but it just was. Then, she said, she needed to smoke. That had being the words closest to ruining the night. She knows, but being with anyone else she would still have done the same. It was part of who she is. It might probably change some time in the future, but that was who she is. She believed in being an open book so that others would do the same. It works sometimes but sometimes she just end up getting hurt. They chatted about their past experiences and their likings. Before they know it, it was already dark. It seemed that they have endless things to talk about. But when the time comes, no matter how much they wanted to stay by each other, they will still have to part. They bid their farewells, and when they were about to leave each other, she hugged him. It was the kind of hug that makes people feels safe. She squeezed him just enough so that he won’t feel hurt. Then reluctantly, she lets go. That would probably the last time they would meet for the next few months.

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I saw her, she always wore this guitar necklace and plays with it all the time. Sometimes she would bite it. It was like that was her charm. Every single time, I see her; it’ll be around her neck, even though it doesn’t go with the outfit. Maybe it was a gift from someone special or maybe it’s something to keep her calm. Whenever she is trying to avoid someone’s gaze she’ll look down and start playing with it while talking, like she was nervous or something. Then her smile, it looks like she was smiling for ten people. Her smile just never fades. It made talking to her so easy and comfortable. She was the most cheerful and bubbly girl I’ve ever met. And her eyes, the sparkle under the sunlight. Especially when she was talking about her past funny experiences. Her smile together with her eyes is probably the most beautiful scenery that have imprinted in my mind. Her collar bones were thick, but it just made her look sexier. Then her arms, she wore lots of accessories, like she was trying to cover up something. Just as she lifts her hands up, the bangles went down. Then I saw it. Angry red lines decorated them. The wound looks new. Then her knees and calves. Her calves were really muscular but by the side, there were purplish blue spots. It was similar to that of a office curtain. One line followed by the other. Both her knees had scars too. It looks like those where kids fall down over and over at the same spot over and over again, where the skin had been so over damaged that it cannot return to how it used to be. I took a step back and look at her. Why is she smiling? She was filled with injuries, doesn’t she feel pain? But I guess, I will never know the answer, cause that was the first and last time I saw her.

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That's all for now.

goodnight midnight bunnies