Life is okay right now.

Sometimes I look at you and when I see you laugh, I want to laugh with you. The other day when you were walking up to B building, I didn't even realize I was walking towards you. It was just you and me, and the moment I lifted my head up, the word "hi" almost spilled out of my mouth naturally. For some reason, I caught myself in time and realized it was you. I find myself talking about you with other people not with a negative tone, but relating our memories to the ones that I am creating now. It's almost odd, people say, how things didn't work out.

Sometimes I wonder if things will ever change. I feel like we need a green pasture for us to frolic on and run into eachothers arms. Sometimes I still want to go into your room and fold your clothes. I can't say I'm not angry with you.

It's just, lately, I've been noticing a lot of this... natural tendency to almost talk to you as if there is no tension. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I did accidentally say hi.

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When I saw you walk into the building today, your face was lit. By the sun. By your smile. By surprise. It was quite fabulous. And then you put on a sheepish grin and looked down shyly and kept on walking. It was quite fabulous. And I was lifted off the cement and over the sunroof into the clouds. I don't even know why. It's because it's something that has no motive or possibility. What's unreachable is always more desirable, I guess. And that feeds you this unreasonable sense of confidence that shouldn't be inside one's head... But hey. We'll see. Haha. Thirty seconds with you and a couple of sweet tarts are all I need. :)