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I can replace my face for you~
"Love yourself"
I did and they call me selfish. I am lonely in crowds, unhappy in love, a shade of black in rainbows, I tried squeezing in their box but maybe I am better off free. I don't seek comfort in the company of others, I am scared of goodbyes. The high walls around me can never be broken or so did I think.
When I met her, I realized I have never known love. I was attracted to her and I didn't have specific reasons to justify my affection. We were office mates but given my social skills, the only thing I knew about her was she loved chestnuts. She always bought a bag of it in the office. One morning I heard her say the old woman selling chestnuts didn't come. The look on her face was enough for me to go find chestnuts in the streets and call it fate, I found the old woman.
The woman decided to sell chestnuts near her home, she was getting too weak for bus travels. With a bag of warm chestnuts hidden inside my shirt, I reached office to find no one inside, it was lunch time. I went to her table, drew a smile across the brown paper bag and kept it near her desktop. It became a routine. Every morning I would go buy chestnuts, draw a smile across the paper bag and keep it on her desk without anyone's notice. One day I was about to keep the chestnuts down when I saw a note written on a yellow sticky notepad. It read, "A cup of coffee in the office cafe? 2:30pm, I would be waiting"
She was sitting near the windows, her back towards me. I approached her, my heart growing louder. I noticed my hands shaking, I admit I am a coward but being in the same space with her make me the biggest coward. I stood behind her without making any sound, I think I even stopped breathing. After a minute or more, she looked back and there I was almost passing out.
"Whoa...hahaha...why do have your face covered?"
Well..I was wearing the paper bag, the same one that had chestnuts few minutes ago. I didn't know if I should take it off because the smiley bag is better looking than I~
I did and they call me selfish. I am lonely in crowds, unhappy in love, a shade of black in rainbows, I tried squeezing in their box but maybe I am better off free. I don't seek comfort in the company of others, I am scared of goodbyes. The high walls around me can never be broken or so did I think.
When I met her, I realized I have never known love. I was attracted to her and I didn't have specific reasons to justify my affection. We were office mates but given my social skills, the only thing I knew about her was she loved chestnuts. She always bought a bag of it in the office. One morning I heard her say the old woman selling chestnuts didn't come. The look on her face was enough for me to go find chestnuts in the streets and call it fate, I found the old woman.
The woman decided to sell chestnuts near her home, she was getting too weak for bus travels. With a bag of warm chestnuts hidden inside my shirt, I reached office to find no one inside, it was lunch time. I went to her table, drew a smile across the brown paper bag and kept it near her desktop. It became a routine. Every morning I would go buy chestnuts, draw a smile across the paper bag and keep it on her desk without anyone's notice. One day I was about to keep the chestnuts down when I saw a note written on a yellow sticky notepad. It read, "A cup of coffee in the office cafe? 2:30pm, I would be waiting"
She was sitting near the windows, her back towards me. I approached her, my heart growing louder. I noticed my hands shaking, I admit I am a coward but being in the same space with her make me the biggest coward. I stood behind her without making any sound, I think I even stopped breathing. After a minute or more, she looked back and there I was almost passing out.
"Whoa...hahaha...why do have your face covered?"
Well..I was wearing the paper bag, the same one that had chestnuts few minutes ago. I didn't know if I should take it off because the smiley bag is better looking than I~
