A2312 – Staring While Smiling.

I miss sitting next to you, secretly watching you while our prof’s discussing in front. I miss staring at your long eyelashes and cute little nose. I miss your way of writing, I miss the feeling when my arms accidentally touched yours — the feeling of getting a static. I miss pretending that I can’t sight the words on the white board so that I can have the opportunity to look at your notes. I miss being beside you. These things, they makes me happy — wait, it MADE me happy. Coz now, it has ended. No more staring at you, no more sitting beside you, no more copying of your notes. No more all of this.


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